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“Sorry, Bree,” Vladimir said casually, and he tossed his card on the table.

Bree stared down at the King of Diamonds.

Her mind went blank. Then a tremble went through her, starting at her toes and shaking her body as she looked up at Vladimir, her eyes wide and uncomprehending.

“You … you’ve …” Bree couldn’t speak the words.

“I’ve won.” Vladimir looked at her, his blue eyes electric with dislike. He rose from his chair, all six feet four inches of him, and said coldly, “You have ten minutes to pack. I will collect my winnings in the lobby.”

As she gaped up at him he walked around the table to stand over her, so close she could feel the warmth of his body. He leaned over, his face inches from hers.

“I’ve waited a long time for this,” he said softly. “But now, at last, Bree Dalton …” his lips slid into a hard, sensual smile “… you are mine.”