Page 103 of Filthy Rich Temptation

‘Tay,’ I croak out. ‘I need you.’

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Theo

The house is cold and quiet, and I can’t bear it.

Not the silence.

Not Isla’s concerned gaze.

Not my conscience.

And definitely not my imagination that’s running wild with thoughts of Danny getting to her.

So I do the only thing I can: I get in the car and drive to London.

It’s the longest journey of my life.

And when I get there, I’m met with the very thing I was trying to outrun.

Emptiness.

Only here, it’s worse.

In Pembrokeshire, all trace of them was gone.

Here, in my apartment, they’re everywhere I look.

Lottie’s shoes scattered by the door. Her boxes of toys lined up against the wall. Colouring pencils still spread across the kitchen table. Her books. Her cups. Her joy.

And Sadie?—

I can smell her in the air. That faint trace of perfume I’d know anywhere.

Just like Danny…

I clench my fists, grind my teeth. No, not like Danny.Neverlike Danny.

My phone buzzes and I snatch it up. Hope against hope that it’s Sadie.

It’s not.

Axel

They’ve taken her to Taylor’s. She’s good. Meet me at Royal HQ.

Good? She’s not fucking good. Because I broke her. Me. Not Danny.Me.

Me

I’m not fit for company.

Axel

I’m not asking. 9pm. Else, I’m coming to you.

Me