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A love match, she had been told, fated mates, and fool as she was, she had believed it, because, from the moment she had set eyes on Baron Western, every fiber within her had told her that he was her One, her Only, and she had thought that such a thing was undeniable, that if it were true for her, it must also be for him.

She drew in a deep breath and grabbed the lace collar of the dress, tearing the fabric away. In the vanity, she found a pair of nail scissors, and she cut and tore at her dress until its lacey frills and neckline pulled away from the satin lining, and then she pulled her hair out of the clip that held her hair back on one side, shaking her head to settle her hair, and shoved her feet back into her high heels.

She regarded herself in the mirror. It was far from the polished glamour of Angelique, but there was an attractive dishevelment to the outfit stripped as it was back to its lining.

She opened the door into Barons office. His back was to her as he leaned against the window frame, looking out onto the city, and a couple of fingers of whiskey was in a crystal glass held negligently in his hand, his focus on the city streets.

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