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Shit!
As I sank into the luxurious leather seat of the limo, the city lights streaked past the tinted windows, feeling strangely constricting. The impact of Elias's parting words weighed heavily on me, like a shadow I couldn't shake off.
My thumb hovered over the block button for what felt like an eternity, but the threat he posed had already latched on tight. If he were to expose our fake arrangement, it would drag my wild partying and hookups into the public eye, destroying the polished image Xavier and I had carefully crafted.
I could practically see the headlines of the tabloids and social media blog posts, "Newly Announced Mate Of Billionaire Xavier Fairchild Turns Out To Be A Fucking Whore!"
I knew how quickly one scandal could unravel everything Xavier had built. With a resigned sigh, I tucked my phone back into my pocket and leaned forward to catch Mr. Harlan's gaze in the rearview mirror.
