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called.” Unable to say anything else, she hung up and set the phone back on the dresser.
    She knew Wyatt had multiple assistants so maybe that was one of them. Maybe. Ugh. Iris hated the sick feeling in the pit of her stomach that threatened to overtake her. She wasn’t a jealous or
    possessive person by nature, but Wyatt just brought that out in her. Which was another reason she
    needed to stay away from the man. Control was one of the most important things to her.
    Letting out a frustrated groan, Iris turned off her phone so she could sleep uninterrupted and curled up under her soft covers. She hadn’t slept in nearly two days because of work. Worrying about
    anything else right now was stupid when deep down she knew that Wyatt wouldn’t sleep with
    someone else while they were still legally bound. It wasn’t the way he was hardwired. And she
    needed rest in the worst way. When she talked to Wyatt she needed to be on her game. Because if he
    sensed any weakness, he’d pounce and take full advantage.

    * * * * *

    Wyatt looked up from his laptop as the door to his office opened. He’d recently bought a home in
    Miami and was settling into this one more quickly than normal. Probably because the thought of living here on a permanent basis was easier than he’d imagined. Because the sole reason he wanted to stay
    lived here too. He just needed Iris to talk to him about why she’d disappeared from his hotel one
    morning a month ago. After a week of non-stop sex he’d assumed things were great. They’d had
    breakfast, talked about the future, then he’d gone to work for a few hours and when he’d come back, she’d been gone. At first he’d assumed she was lounging by the pool, but then he’d realized all her bags were gone. In their place she’d left him a pathetic note telling him she had to get back to work, but she’d call him as soon as she landed in Miami. She’d never called. Instead he’d received
    standard divorce papers two days later.
    He got pissed even thinking about it. Divorce? It shredded him that she could trivialize their
    marriage like that. He’d been holding back his feelings for her for what felt like forever. Feeling a dark mood settle over him, he looked up at his new assistant hovering in the doorway. The twenty-four-year-old woman was more than competent and came highly recommended, but she’d answered
    his bloody phone this morning and hadn’t gotten him in time to talk to Iris. Now Iris’s phone was
    turned off and he was edgy at being unable to speak to her. “Yeah?”
    Ellie’s lips pulled into a thin line. “Don’t growl at me. I’ve already said I’m sorry. I didn’t
    recognize the number and…” She threw up her hands in exasperation. “We have a problem. One of
    your security team saw someone leaving the house.”
    Annoyance quickly disappearing, he stood. “Leaving? From where? Who saw it?” he asked as he
    rounded the desk.
    Before she could answer, Jay stepped up behind her, his large frame filling out most of the
    doorway and dwarfing Ellie. As Wyatt’s longest-term employee, Jay did a little bit of everything and was more or less his live-in bodyguard. “One of the temps saw a person wearing all black leaving
    from the east side of your house. A side window into the kitchen was found unlocked but nothing is
    disturbed. The individual disappeared through the east side hedges and by the time we followed, they were gone. I don’t even know in which direction.”
    “Man or woman?”
    “Couldn’t tell. Lean, very fast, individual likely five feet eight, hair and face disguised by a full face mask.”
    Wyatt frowned. He’d just arrived in Miami and while he’d had some security concerns in Vegas he
    hadn’t thought that would follow him here. The security system that had come with the house needed a serious upgrade, but it hadn’t been his top priority since arriving. Now it was. “And nothing was
    taken?”
    “Not that we can tell, but we’re taking