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position than her mother had been. She didn’t have a child and she had her own business, both very important factors in life-after-Cyrus. Her mother had been convinced to give up her modeling career to start a family with a man who not long after abandoned her for another woman. He’d manipulated her into going along with his choices, tricked her into a false sense of security, and then left her.
    At least he’d paid child support , Daniella thought bitterly.
    She hadn’t seen her father in years. Not since he sold his real estate business and moved to Florida with his new family.
    She jabbed the button for the first floor in anger, even though it was already lit.
    Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes and tried to calm down. Davis was right. She wouldn’t be like her mother, which was a good thing. Except…she took another deep breath. What if Cyrus did have a woman in his life?
    It shouldn’t matter after all this time. Not once in the past three years had she seen him linked with anyone else in the press, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t seeing someone. Maybe he was simply careful.
    She rubbed the spot behind her ear where he’d touched her and her heart did a little quiver.
    She’d done good to stay away from him for so long, but what choice did she have? He made her feel nervous, excited, and weak all at the same time. Weakness was the most dangerous of those sensations. Being weak made you vulnerable. Once you were vulnerable, you could be hurt deeply. Irrevocably.
    No one should have so much power over another.

Chapter Five
    A week passed and Daniella didn’t hear from Cyrus, which suited her fine. It had taken a few days to recover from the confrontation with him anyway. Going to see him had been a lapse in judgment.
    During a phone call with Davis a few days ago, he’d given her good news that the investigator had already started tailing Cyrus. She hoped he would have something of substance soon—some dirt she could use to force his hand.
    In the meantime, she planned to forget her problems and enjoy a meal out. Roland had invited her out to dinner and she’d accepted.
    At first she’d declined, worried Cyrus might have eyes everywhere. She’d even warned Roland that her husband knew they’d met once before, but he appeared unconcerned.
    When she entered The Savory Date, a Moroccan restaurant and her absolute favorite place to eat, the inviting scent of savory stews simmering in spices greeted her and created a spike in her appetite. She hadn’t been eating well, a common condition when she worked long hours. If Cyrus knew, he wouldn’t be pleased and would make her get food in her stomach. He’d done it several times, bringing her a meal on his way somewhere and forcing her to sit still long enough to eat it, reminding her she should refuel her body so she could continue at the same pace. Odd she should remember that about him.
    Roland was already seated at one of the round tables draped in a solid white tablecloth when she arrived. The host led her to the table, and he smiled a greeting, looking up from a bowl of lentil soup.
    “I hope you don’t mind. I ordered an appetizer since you were running late.”
    Daniella checked the time as she sat down. She was only five minutes late. He must have arrived early and ordered then. Cyrus would have never done that. He would have waited to see what she’d like to eat first.
    She ordered water with lemon and smiled at Roland. The dark suit surprised her. At the company he’d helped start up, BoldMine, they seldom wore clothes more formal than khakis and a polo shirt.
    He wasn’t bad-looking at all. Granted, he didn’t have Cyrus’s chiseled features, but his close-cropped hair was always short and neat, and he had the most beautiful brown eyes she’d ever seen on a man. Beautiful, but not with the same brooding intensity of Cyrus’s.
    She silently berated herself. Why couldn’t she get him off her mind?
    Roland scooted his chair closer to