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Chapters (80)
  1. Cover
  2. About the Author
  3. Also by Melissa Hill and published by HQ:
  4. Note to Readers
  5. Dedication
  6. Chapter 1
  7. Chapter 2
  8. Chapter 3
  9. Chapter 4
  10. Chapter 5
  11. Chapter 6
  12. Chapter 7
  13. Chapter 8
  14. Chapter 9
  15. Chapter 10
  16. Chapter 11
  17. Chapter 12
  18. Chapter 13
  19. Chapter 14
  20. Chapter 15
  21. Chapter 16
  22. Chapter 17
  23. Chapter 18
  24. Chapter 19
  25. Chapter 20
  26. Chapter 21
  27. Chapter 22
  28. Chapter 23
  29. Chapter 24
  30. Chapter 25
  31. Chapter 26
  32. Chapter 27
  33. Chapter 28
  34. Chapter 29
  35. Chapter 30
  36. Chapter 31
  37. Chapter 32
  38. Chapter 33
  39. Chapter 34
  40. Chapter 35
  41. Chapter 36
  42. Chapter 37
  43. Chapter 38
  44. Chapter 39
  45. Chapter 40
  46. Chapter 41
  47. Chapter 42
  48. Chapter 43
  49. Chapter 44
  50. Chapter 45
  51. Chapter 46
  52. Chapter 47
  53. Chapter 48
  54. Chapter 49
  55. Chapter 50
  56. Chapter 51
  57. Chapter 52
  58. Chapter 53
  59. Chapter 54
  60. Chapter 55
  61. Chapter 56
  62. Chapter 57
  63. Chapter 58
  64. Chapter 59
  65. Chapter 60
  66. Chapter 61
  67. Chapter 62
  68. Chapter 63
  69. Chapter 64
  70. Chapter 65
  71. Chapter 66
  72. Chapter 67
  73. Chapter 68
  74. Chapter 69
  75. Chapter 70
  76. Chapter 71
  77. Keep Reading
  78. Prologue
  79. Chapter 1
  80. About the Publisher

‘So make the call then,’ he dared menacingly, taking a step toward her. She had seen an inkling of this darker side of him before, witnessed him aim his ire at other people when things didn’t go his way. But that was often how it went with talent. They were so used to everyone blowing smoke up their backsides that they could get away with behaving like toddlers. He had never been like this with her before though and now it scared her. ‘Or maybe you should call your latest squeeze and ask him to come to your rescue? He has form in that way, I hear. Let’s hope his right hook is better than his stick work.’

Should she call Ward back? Hannah wondered suddenly, but to what aim? It wasn’t as if he could crash the door down and come to her rescue. To say nothing of the fact that he didn’t even know where she lived.

Rob kept closing the distance between them and instinctively she moved backwards step by step, until she was up against the marble countertop with nowhere left to go as her ex loomed ever closer. This was one situation Hannah felt helpless to de-escalate.

Then all of a sudden came a chirruping sound of sorts, and she struggled to process what was happening when, out of nowhere, the stray cat appeared alongside her on the countertop. Then jumping onto the stool closest to Rob, it hissed, raised its paw and swiped at her ex in one quick motion, raking its claws across his cheek.

His hand flew to his face in shock and then he pulled his fingers away to assess the damage, staring at them in disbelief.

‘What the … ?’ he gasped, and then looked from Hannah to the cat, trying to process what had just happened. ‘You have a friggin’ cat?’

‘Get out, Rob,’ she cried, her voice faltering with a mixture of fear and relief. ‘I mean it. Leave.’

The unexpected interruption seemed to be enough to make him come to his senses. ‘You’re not worth it,’ he spat. ‘You’ve never been worth it. Look at you, a pathetic cat lady all alone in an apartment you don’t even own and could never afford. You’re nothing without me. A nobody.’

Hannah raised her chin defiantly. ‘If I’m such a nobody then why are you here?’ She levelled her gaze at him, composure slowly returning. ‘And I forgot to mention it, but this apartment has a state-of-the-art security system, including motion-activated CCTV.’ She smiled at the uncertainty in his expression as he tried to second-guess whether or not she was being serious. ‘Never come here again, unless you want that footage to be leaked to the press. And I’m sure you’re well aware that I can make good on that threat – you know, for a nobody.’