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a few shots of whiskey as an insidious thought snowballed in her mind. It doesn't matter who the father of the children is. In fact, the children

as surrounded by a group of sharply dressed men and women added to his allure. He will do! After making her decis

ing in an unfamiliar embrace, Rayna began to feel dry in her throat as Curtis' masculine pheromones overwhelmed her senses. In fact, she could feel her rationality gradually drifting away. "You smell amazi

ed her eyes in shock, and after a long pause, she murmured in disbelief, "U-Uncle Curtis?" Oh my God! What's going on? How did I end up r

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atures of a male model, and his thin frame exuded an air of aloofness. Given the cold look in his eyes, she felt as if he could easily read her mind. "Uncle Curtis... I-I'm sorry." It wasn't until he heard the way she addressed him that Curtis finally realized what was going on. He knitted his brows and quickly released Rayna, preparing to leave with an indifferent look in his eyes. He had never shown any interest in women who threw themselves at him. "Uncle Curtis wait!" Gritting her teeth, Rayna decided to go all out to fulfill he