My Ex's Billionaire Father Is Now My Husband

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actually laughed. "Are you serious

people near the pool turned.

shame. That hot, sick shame that goes down

is hair. "This is getting weird. Look, we can tal

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couldn't. If I opened m

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k off the necklace Jason gave me on our first anniversary. A cheap

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"Mr. Sterling. I'm sorry,

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an idiot,

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, his mother r

to be respectful. But I could sme

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at him.

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ecause I was drunk on chea

. marry you? You'

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is c

ears. You can take his name.

y. Like he was offeri

that dark garden, with my ex-boyfriend laughing with my

ng box. Not a little velvet box like mine. A black v

eelings. You help me, I help you. After a year, you wa

llion

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ed to call Mr. Sterling. The man who was now looking a

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I whisper