The Secret Tycoon's Sweet Vengeful Queen

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home," I said, tossing the phone into my lap. "He still thinks a few

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house," I said quietly, staring out at the passing hedges. "Now it all makes

her wheel until his knuckles turned whit

ing cold. "She married you thinking she was getting a franchise player and a mansion. Then

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t and used her friendship with me to cli

d against the asphalt as we jolted to a stop beside the curb, an

ou? Do you think

alm over his white-knuckled hand on the wheel. "I think they're pathetic

palm over and crushing my fingers in a grip so tight my

ck around the corner, stopping in a blind spot be

rhood security cameras don't catch the

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ed out, flicked open the top two buttons of my blouse, and expo

show, let's make sure t

ver the fading bruise, sucking hard unt

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id, straightening my collar with his thumb so the mark stay

n, and walked down the sidewalk tow

a hurried out from the kitchen. Her eyes locked onto

ight, and Mr. Waller called the h

slowing down, kicking off my h

k?" Brenda gasped, pointing a tr

step and looked down

nterrogate me. Open your mouth about my personal business

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d me, and looked at the woman in the vanity mirror-her e