Captured By The Powerful Mr. Moore: His Forbidden Claim

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tact. "Who... who are you?" she whisp

unreadable. "No one you ne

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ghtened. This man.

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step back. "Where

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d she go? Felix had sold her. Her mother was in the hospital, in desp

from fear or exhaustion,

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she whispered, "

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of the suite. Aurora followed, each step feeli

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only

she finally asked, her vo

on the road, his hand resting lazily on the whe

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polished, untouched. Yet it lacked warmth. The man

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doctor muttered. "

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breath

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