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Considering how she ended things with him, I’m not surprised. That woman has so much stubbornness in her, it sparks in her stormy eyes like waves. However, there’s a slightly broken quality to her, too. A vulnerability I’ve caught a glimpse of whenever Maxim’s name is mentioned. “Keep me updated on that. And, Harris?” “Yes, sir?” “I need eyes on her.” “Consider it done.” He nods again and leaves. I rub my forefinger against my chin, contemplating where Maxim’s call for parole is coming from. Does it have to do with Aurora’s reappearance? The image of her murky blue eyes returns to memory. The way she trembled in fear but still held her ground when I gripped her chin. I’ve had grown men shake in front of me, yet Aurora didn’t shy away from giving me a piece of her mind. Even after she knew I had her and H&H by the throat. Literally and figuratively. If I choose to, I can blow her little company to irredeemable pieces. I won’t, though. At least, not until I have what I want from her. I s