Page 88 of King of Sin


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"Juliet!"

Ignoring her completely, Juliet continued pushing her toward the exit.

Alexa barely had time to recover before she found herself standing outside in the hallway.

The next second—

SLAM!

The apartment door shut directly in her face.

The loud sound echoed through the corridor.

For several seconds, silence filled the apartment.

Juliet remained standing by the door, staring at it as though she could still feel Alexa's presence lingering outside.

Then she slowly released a long breath.

"Jesus fucking Christ."

Closing her eyes, she rubbed her forehead and pinched the bridge of her nose.

"I can't believe there are this many idiots in my life."

Chapter 12 Annulment

Muttering under her breath, she turned away from the door and walked straight back to the coffee table.

The first thing she did was open the settings for her smart lock. There was absolutely no way Alexa was getting inside again. Her fingers moved quickly across the screen. A few seconds later, the old password disappeared and a new one replaced it.

Juliet leaned back in her chair and smiled in satisfaction.

There.

Done.

For the first time all day, a sense of peace finally settled over her.

Or at least it tried to.

Because the moment she closed the laptop, her phone suddenly began ringing on the table.

The sharp sound echoed through the apartment, instantly breaking the silence.

Juliet's gaze immediately shifted toward the screen. The moment she saw Cassian's name flashing across it, a small smile tugged at the corners of her lips.

The irritation Alexa had left behind seemed to disappear instantly.

Picking up the phone, she accepted the call and switched it to video.

A second later, Cassian's face appeared on the screen.

He was seated behind the large desk in his office, dressed in a freshly tailored black suit that fit him perfectly. The bright office lights reflected off the glass walls behind him, illuminating the sleek, modern space. Yet despite the expensive surroundings, Juliet's attention remained fixed on him.

His posture was rigid against the leather chair.

His shoulders looked tense.