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his body could have been that of a man half his age. In the society elite, he was considered a saint. He actively supported refugees and underprivileged kids. Raised money and donated his own wealth to help homeless kids get off the street. There was an aura of power and sexuality that people reacted to—there was simply no way to avoid it.
    M ercy had been relieving for Mr S peckman ’s usual secretary , when she was asked to bring in some files. Entering the office nervously, M ercy swallowed and kept her gaze on the floor as she made her way across the room toward her boss. As she placed the files on the man’s desk, a large hand gently clasped her wrist, making her gasp and lift her gaze in alarm.
    She found two dark, intensely dark , eyes fixed upon her own and f o r the first time experienced what the romance novels she secretly read at night described as ‘fell into his gaze’. Where he touched her arm, burned, but not in a painful way, almost like a branding…to this day she couldn’t quite describe what happened in that one brief moment in time, but that had been the beginning of the end. She’d fallen head over heel s in love with Nikkos Petros.
    The courtship which followed was every bit as breathtaking as the cheesiest chick flick romance she’d ever watched . Nikkos swept her off her feet and fulfilled her every single dream she’d had as a little girl. The fact that i n her dreams it was her father, who rescued her, was of little consequence. Here was someone who wanted to cherish and protect her. Wanted to give her the world…everything she’d alw ays wished for and she fell hard. Mercy bit back a groan as she shifted in her bed.
    Looking back, she’d been such a fool. Why hadn’t she seen the man for what he was? Because you were blinded by the illusion of what you wanted to see , a little voice whispered in her head. Maybe she had been messed up—okay, there was no doubt about it, she knew she was a little messed up, but looking at it objectively, she  should probably have been a lot more messed up than she was, living with her mother all those years . B ut something had always grounded her.
    She knew from a very young age her mother was sick, that it wasn’t normal behaviour for the child to be taking care of the parent . T hankfully some small part of her had withstood the majority of the damage she could have suffered .
    P erhaps it was wrong to blame her ignorance on the fact she’d grown too used to the fantasy life Nikkos had given her . The bitter truth of the matter was she was determined not to let reality intrude upon her pretty new life.
    But overhearing that meeting two days ago had been like a bucket of ice cold water being thrown on her.
    She was awake and the fantasy was dead .
    There was no way she could continue to ignore what deep inside she’d already suspected. The man she loved was a criminal , a nd not just any criminal…the worst kind of cold hearted criminal imaginable .  
    In shock she’d listened outside that room as Nikkos boasted about his lucrative business trading in human trafficking. It was as though she’d been frozen in place, her heart was telling her to run, to block her ears and just forget she’d heard it, but her brain screamed out in outrage.
    This was too big to ignore. These men were making money from human suffering. Making money from the very people Nikkos was known around the city for being a champion of.
    It was sick and twisted and cruel.
    Mercy gave a start when a hand touched her wrist, opening her eyes to find Chase standing over her, watching her closely. “I’ve got some pain killers if you need them.”
    “No. Thanks,” she added softly.
    “Any headaches ?”
    “No. I’m fine. Really. You can stop fussing over me.”
    “There was a reason they wanted to keep you overnight for observation you know. It’s important to do checks on you throughout the night .”
    “What are you? An off duty Doctor or something?”
    “I’m a