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SEDUCTIVE IMPERSONATION (TRAPPED IN THE BILLIONAIRE'S POSSESSIVE LOVE)
Author: Hannywrites Genre: RomanceSEDUCTIVE IMPERSONATION (TRAPPED IN THE BILLIONAIRE'S POSSESSIVE LOVE)
asked, her voice smooth, but her expression s
n here? Defne again-that name, coming from the mouth of the woman
close to Defne and so familiar wi
to make strangers pause-but their faces differed slightly,
sed state, her voice barely above a whisper as she tried
s care than usual. The thud echoed in the quiet room. She made herself comfortable in a chair
ng shadow-tall, silent, and unreadable, offering no co
she dreaming? Had she misunderstood? She blinked repeatedly, trying to clear her mind and make sense of what was happening. She looked intensely at the
e confidence with which everyone called her that name-Defne-baffled her to the core. It wasn't a fluke. It w
and to touch Ayla, but Ayla instinctively pulled away, recoiling from her like she was fire. The gesture left Mrs. Do
fought back tears. She felt like a spectator in a play she didn't audition for-one with a terrifying script and no escape route. Her
fne,
more, her eyes caught on something-a clear, stainless container resting on the table beside her bed. It glinted under
t cold like it had been sculpted from the ice of Polaris. Alien. Detached. Wrong. Her fingertips grazed over unfam
me the f
s offered his phone to her. Its front camera wa
ran mad at what her eyes beheld. The person on the screen-no, in the camera-was not her. It was Defne. She knew it. Y
Panic surged through he
h, my Lord! What's happening to me?" she cried out again and again, as t
id firmly, his voice flat and decisive, before snatching his phon
cried, her voice rising with every word. "There must be a
s remained unmoved. C
Mrs. Dogans. "The person you are with is Ayla. Not your daughter Defne. You ar
feel it-to see her for who she really was. But instead of warmth, all she got was the chilling reaction of a wom
"You are Defne. I know you must still be traumatized from the acciden
ve wave of her hands. Her facial expression conveyed her s
who I am-call the doctor for a test. A DNA test. I think a DNA test will res
out warning, she grabbed Ayla by the hair, yanking her head back and forc
she sa
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