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... ected Owen Rhodes to say something like that.
He was Owen Rhodes, after all. Why would he need to imitate another man just to win someone’s affection?
It seemed that what happened last night—or rather, Ethan Rhodes regaining his memory—had left Owen far less composed than he let on.
Stella looked up and saw him frowning slightly. Whether from his recent shower or the alcohol, his dark, bottomless eyes shimmered with moisture.
The aggression in his gaze softened, t ...
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