90 Days with my Billionaire Ex
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and my vision is blurry, taking a few moments to clear. The pounding in my head is relentless, like the aftermath of a terrib
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aying palm trees and an endless ocean. An island. I'm on some kind of island. My heart pounds i
across the glistening waves. Relief mingles with unease - at least I'm not alone, but w
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wedding, the drink in the bathroom, the numbness
says smoothly as he
rage overtaking my conf
bag, casually pulls out a water bottle, and takes a long si
g here?" I demand, my voice tre
replies coolly, glancing at me b
Maldives? Are you kidding me? How - how
I saw Dario, he had just gotten out of prison. No
suspicion. "You barely had two cents to rub together when
how to work the system. Six months, and I was out - no sentence, no prison blues. But you wouldn't k
Snitching? What are
thought it was harmless gossip, but it wasn't. Arturo sold me out to one of the de
. I had no idea what Dario was involved in back then-no idea
"You kidnapped me to punish me for something I didn't even
She gave me everything I needed to know about you-your routine, your plans
old me out? For money? I knew our relationsh
serious?"
k you can sweet-talk your way out of this. I know every move you've m
place. He wasn't always this man-this cold, calculating stranger. Once, he was sweet, attentive, the kind of
The man is dressed in a black jacket and sunglasses, his demeanor screa
aralo," Dario
disappears as q
hone from his pocket. My heart skips
t be needing it. From now on, you don't c
disbelief. "You
ou're under my care. You go where I s
prisoner, Dario. The police will be loo
of Tom, his exp
means you're mine. No one's coming for you. No one even knows where you are. Y
reath, my hands
ash. "What
'm not staying here, and I'm not
before bursting into laughter. "You t
ldn't like to test my wrath, Katy. The Dario you knew is
rags me toward a winding path. I struggle, bu
stands a stunning villa, its architecture sleek a
I'm trapped. And this man-this stranger who on