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Chloe Bishop's almond-shaped eyes met his sharp, piercing gaze. She said calmly, "Seth Rollins wouldn't do something like that. And even if it was him, that's between you men—business matters. It has nothing to do with me."

"How very convenient—nothing to do with you."

His grip on her chin tightened, the chill in his gaze growing more intense. The air around them grew heavy, suffocating