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"Please delete it," she begged.
I was going to ask her everything because whoever was fucking blackmailing her was going to rot in jail forever.
But the minute I stepped away from her to grab my phone, I remembered.
I gasped, covering my mouth while she stared at me with wide eyes.
"What is it?" she asked.
"Alpha King Ragnar has my phone."
The minute I said that, Jenna lost her balance and stumbled backward, almost collapsing to the floor. I had to catch her to keep her from falling.
"I’m dead," she uttered with a hysterical laugh. "Oh my goodness, I’m dead," she added, laughing even louder this time.
"No, wait. Don’t panic. I’ll find a way," I told her firmly.
But she began shaking her head.
"No, there is no way. It’s done. I’m gone. I fucked up my life. Oh God. I’m so done."
Every time she cried, my heart crumbled.
Nobody deserved this kind of torture.
I would deal with whoever had done this to her, but not right now, I had more important things to do.
I had to get my phone back from Alpha King Ragnar and delete that video.
Then it hit me.
I had already given him my password because, well, he needed it to check my phone.
"What is it?" she asked, her eyes widening as if she could already tell something else was wrong.
"Nothing. You just go back to your room, change into your nightclothes, and rest. When we wake up in the morning, we’ll find a solution to all of this," I said, holding her by the arms.
"Do not talk to anyone, okay? I’ll deal with it," I told her as I pulled her closer, rested her head against my chest, and gently patted her.
The way she hugged me made it seem like she had been desperate for someone to say those words to her.
"You’ll get the video deleted, right?" she asked while I continued to hold her.
"I will."
I broke the hug, cupped her face in my hands, and looked directly into her eyes.
"I will," I repeated firmly.
Then I took her hand and carefully walked her out of my room.
I brought her back to her room and waited until she had gone inside and closed the door.
Once she was safely inside, I rushed back to my room, trying to come up with a plan to get my phone back from Ragnar.
There was only one plan.
I had to go to his room.
Oh, I hated doing that, but I did not have a choice.
The first thing I did was grab the entire bottle of wine. I poured most of it down the toilet and flushed it away, leaving only one large gulp for myself.
Then I took off my robe.
Now that I was wearing only a silk top with very thin straps and silk bottoms that left most of my ass exposed, I walked out of my room.
I tried to be very sneaky and careful as I left so no one would see me.
Then I made my way toward Ragnar’s room.


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