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Dalton’s smile deepened upon hearing Wynter’s compliment. “What
an honor,” he quipped.
For some reason, the golden-frame glasses he wore made him look
even more devilish.
This was the first time Dalton’s bodyguards had seen him being teased like this, and they couldn’t help their amusement.
They were even more impressed with Wynter for being able to get
away with teasing Dalton. In the past, he was so aloof that even
socialites dared not approach him at dinner parties, let alone tease
him.
But Wynter did not seem to fear him and behaved as if she was
perfectly at ease in his company. In any case, she had Dalton.
wrapped around her pinky, though the bodyguards were loathe to
point this out to him.
She complimented Dalton so openly and playfully that one might
have thought that she had done this multiple times.
Wynter declared, “You’re mine, is that understood?” She did not like
sharing what she had claimed as hers.
Dalton twirled a strand of her long hair around his finger. “Yes, I’m
yours.”
“I want intel on that young lady the Quinnells sponsored,” Wynter said
as a yawn escaped her. She was clearly tired. “I still haven’t figured out what’s wrong with her scent. I should let Wolf see her in person
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so he can determine it.”
Dalton stroked her hair. “Sleepy?”
“A little.” Wynter yawned again.
He draped a coat over her shoulders and asked, “Would you like to
return to the room?”
“Okay,” was all she mumbled as exhaustion washed over her.
She felt like she had been in this building before. Fragments of
unfamiliar memories flashed through her mind as her eyelids grew
heavy.
Dalton sensed that she was exhausted and did not bring her back to
the main building. He had someone check them into a presidential
suite instead.
Wynter lifted a brow. “Why this floor?”
“You’ll be sleeping in my room tonight,” Dalton replied, gently shoving
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