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It was, and the lights were off. “He’s talking about VanCamp, Karl.”

Karl’s eyes went wide. “Are you serious, Marcus?” She asked, searching my face as if looking for the lie. “Marcus!” Helen said. “He’s talking about VanCamp, Karl.”

Karl’s eyes went wide. You can’t—”

I cut her off with another fierce kiss, which she hummed into, her body going slack. Helen, who was a force of nature, was submitting to me. “Mr. “Shut up,” I snarled as I tried the third room. He was facing down billionaires and politicians while I’d barely been able to look my server in the eye while returning an order they’d gotten wrong. “After everything you’ve done… I’ll do anything for you.”

I felt my cock lurch to life a little with that promise, wishing Roger had been able to hear that confession from his wife. She left me with William and Karl. “Where are you going?” Karl asked.