The Runaway Wife: Hiding The Don's Heir

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courier found me a

eetlights flickered and died, and the neighbors knew better tha

a large envelope and

eft of them. They had been fed through a shredder. The strips o

one b

n unknown number. Bu

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poison. But my thumb hovered over the screen, d

so boring in bed. A convenient substitute until the real queen could take her throne. Don't wor

bile rise i

ame th

d in my bed, wearing one of Jacob's dress shirts. She was smiling, holding a preg

red but unmistakable, w

ked pe

er. With me, he was always watching,

laminate counter. My hands were sha

ning to take the baby the moment he was born, hand him to Kaleigh,

incinerated by a su

didn't block them yet. I

Jac

money. But you will never have my son. He i

it

Kaleigh. I pulled the SIM card out

ed out at the gray street, pr

one I had bought with cash at a roadsid

e person had this numbe

in my stomach. The

. There is nowhere you can go that my shadows cannot

co

the new number. Ms. D

ing anymore.