Bound By The Billionaire's Cruel Contract

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instantly. It was a physical blow, ratt

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to find M

familiar head of messy blonde hair. Maya was slouched over the count

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snatched the shot glass

marble surface. The loud clink was

hand through the air to grab the

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ined, trying

her off the barstool, a m

iny. His eyes moved over Clarissa's body, slow a

leaned his hip against the b

Dwayne asked. His breath smell

arissa said. Her vo

's waist, pulling her friend up

wide step to the left, blocking her p

said. His voice dropped, t

art started to beat faster against her

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aw her a

large hand clamped do

utal. Bone crus

harp pain shot up he

nto the sticky floor. But he was too heavy. T

rying to push Dwayne's c

stepped out from behind Dwayne.

the floor, her back slamming

d. She turned her head toward

ayne's suit, his bodyguard, and looked away. No one was goi

aos, the air was

f one-way, bulletproof glass, Giovan

glass of whiskey

he glass, locked perfectly on the commo

man's hand wrap aro

ched. The muscle fe

he crystal glass onto the glass

e a single, sharp tactical hand signal to the chief

sed two fingers to his earpi

d four massive men in black su

he bass conti

's arm, trying to drag her toward

the crowd

sts through the bodies. They formed a

uard reached i

, twisted it violently. The bodyguard's face contorted

is numb fingers. It shattered violently against the marble floor, sending sha

people?" Dwayne yell

her chest. The skin was already turning a dark, angry

ted a wide, empty path leading straigh

alked down

rble steps. Each step was slow. Deliberate. It fel

tom. He walked str

he laser lights above them. His

n't even gla

eyes were absolute ice. The air

n lips