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the desk. His private study looked more like a temple of artifacts from his past. The only thing missing was the picture he kept of me on his desk, which he probably hid in a drawer to avoid any remarks from Simon.
    “Simon has examined the contents,” Justus pointed out.
    “I found the box, so I think that’s a crock of shit.”
    Simon howled with laughter from his chair and quickly cleared his throat, containing a snort. I had a right to know what was in that box and Justus knew it.
    “Swearing does not become a lady.” Justus suddenly snapped a finger at Simon without looking in his direction. “One word and I will tether you to the grill of my car.” Simon made a gesture of zipping his lips and Justus turned his attention back to me, stretching out his tattooed arm. “No arguments. You need to get ready for the party.”
    Ah yes, the party. We had received invitations from Novis for a formal gathering at his home. Justus saw it as an opportunity to make connections and strengthen alliances. I had no desire to go, but Justus hadn’t left me home alone since the night that Logan walked into my life.
    I was pissed off already, but now I really didn’t want to go. I understood the need to protect a Learner until they acquired enough skills to become independent, but that didn’t make it any easier to endure being dragged to an event like a child.
    “I am ready.”
    He looked over my attire. “Learner, you lack maturity.”
    “Maybe so, but my fashion sense is a force to be reckoned with.”
    “Unlike your common sense,” he muttered. His eyes scraped me from head to toe as I stood in sweatpants and a black shirt that read “Fucking Classy” in cursive. It was an impulse buy when I was shopping for Sunny’s housewarming gift and began as a joke. Justus rarely cursed and only purchased high-end clothing, so it was the most inappropriate shirt I could possibly wear whenever I was mad at him. Which wasn’t often, but we had our moments. Because this was a cocktail party, I was certain that Justus would buckle and leave me home to avoid the embarrassment.
    Unfortunately, he called my bluff.
     
    The Aston Martin had received a detailed polish—as did Justus. When our car pulled up to the mansion, my jaw slackened.
    Adam was living it up Jefferson style. I’d always met with him in public and never got to see where he lived. Aside from that, Justus didn’t want me hanging out at a Council member’s house.
    Rumor had it that Adam was seeing someone and I was dying to meet her. There was no question that he was a catch with his debonair looks and warm heart. Adam was one of those handsome men who didn’t know it, and that is an attractive quality to most women. But it was the compassion and loyalty to others that made him stand apart.
    The valet parked the car, and I grinned from ear to ear as two men in expensive suits escorted me to the door. A Charmer could walk into a party wearing a garbage bag and still have every woman clawing after him. Justus didn’t have to make the effort, but he did. That’s just the kind of man that he was. He slipped on his most expensive watch, cufflinks, and a silk tie that made you want to grab it and pull him close. His potent aftershave was guaranteed to make lips glisten.
    Between Justus and Simon, I looked like a basket case. My hair was pulled into a ponytail and the sound of my flip-flops clapping made Justus sigh more than once. Novis was waiting in the doorway to greet us.
    “Think he’ll adopt me?” I whispered to Simon, who ditched the usual bad-boy attire for a casual grey suit. His caramel eyes were a golden ticket into any woman’s bedroom as long as he didn’t open his mouth.
    Novis was a striking man, although only by physical standards was he young as he was one of the ancients. His razor-cut hair was dark, complementing his piercing light blue eyes and thin-lipped smile that always had a secretive way about it. Novis appeared to be in his early