The Billionaire's Little Wife
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still lake, framed by wavy black hair and strong brows. His skin was the same pale hue as hers, but he s
race, as he'd done countless times since she
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girl." Her voice quivered, disbelief and frust
een adopted. Maria clung to him, her only constant, while he was already eighteen, too old to be chosen by a family. The years of rejection had made her tender-he
g, Brother.
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till felt foreign to her, despite the time she'd spent here. It was nothing like Paris, where she had grown up, but she wa
g groceries. She didn't seem like she belonged here. She spoke diffe
d. "Then I saw her purcha
you'll say I'm being too emotional. But I felt somethi
her hair, his favorite feature of h
" Her words, though expected
hile he was certainly old enough, it wasn't something he h
his face. "But you've sacrificed so much for me, Brother. So much that I
, gazing at her as if she were the most precio
e sighed, knowing she had won the a
orld, Maria. We d
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g with memories of the times they had struggled together, scraping
assistant look into it.
nto a radiant smile. "I love you,
e replied, his voice filled
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