The Unwanted Mistress Becomes The Rival's Queen

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he hissed, her eyes narro

f this city. And you? You're

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he roared, spit f

d back, clutching my throbbing

the floor, her voice trem

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ter Suite, watching Damien pace b

amien asked, wiping a sheen

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retreated to the bathroom to

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to manipulate,

mention 'Family Honor'

thed. "You'd risk you

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ged Damien three weeks ago. I n

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