Bound By Blood: The Billionaire's Contract

intense, fighting against the cold rain. Dawn

O'Malley was at the top of the

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the mud, the tire iron in his hand

s blindly. She aimed for the corner, where the stress po

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the fourth blow, the laminate gave way. She used the hook of t

awled

irbags and loose luggage. Jennings Stafford was suspend

got close, a

d around

as weak, trembling, bu

rasped. Blood bubbled at

the assassin coming

d straight into his dilated pupils. She placed two

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ed to short-circuit his fight-or-flight r

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she said. "I'm g

tbelt release. It was j

ley! K

ebbing. As the belt gave way, Jennings's weight shifted. She brac

ght. He groaned, a low, guttural sound

ear his ear. "I need you to pus

an't

die," she said. "

mbled out of the broken window

ngs didn't scream. He just clenched his jaw

alley grabbed Jen

ade it impossible to get traction. Dawn's bare fe

oo

of heat slammed into their

arms. The explosion roared, shaking the ground. Debris raine

ring against her own. She could smell the copper scent of his bloo

d and blood, but his gaze was clear. He was assessing h

omery's daughter

lf up. She wiped the rain from