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She bit her lower lip, her nails digging into her skin A sob built inside her chest, fury rising through her like a storm that could s her in its clutches

She had to put an end to this She had to break free of the leash he bound her with, controlling her every step, every choice, while he enjoyed his life She had let him do it for five years

Five years of a sterile life, five years of being his prisoner—that she had accepted out of guilt and fear

Scrubbing the tears from her cheeks, she pulled up the society feature she had purposely clicked away fro on her laptop

Stavros’s business partner and her grandfather’s second godson, D a party aboard his yacht

Stavros and Deous, built their euidance, and considered theods, their will law for the norst

Stavros hated parties with an intensity Leah had never been able to understand, but Dmitri would be there

She just had to make sure the decadent playboy, who apparently was always surrounded by a group of willing women, noticed her presence aboard his latest toy

Had to, soain his attention

Her stomach clenched as she shoved the bedroom door open and walked toward the closet

Every step toward it, every thought in this direction—was like walking to her own doom

But Stavros had left her no choiceleft her with no way out

She dialed another number on her phone and booked a taxi A shiver traveled over her spine as she viciously pushed the cotton tops and skirts in her closet away until she reached the end

She pulled the gold silk dress, the one designer label she had kept, her fingers shaking violently as she realized how little fabric there was of the dress Her back would be totally bare, which o without a bra