The Heiress Spoiled by Four Brothers and One Devilish CEO

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soft, fragrant hair. "Do you blame me for a

ged her in everything, even will

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ult for trusting

enemies pay-but more importantly

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mouth. "Relax,I won't leave. But let's deal with something more important

turned to test the chicken'

an-Megan steadying it with oven mitts-

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ingertips toward her lips. Cool breath fluttered over his oven-kissed kn

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high, holding it near her mouth. Juice dr

skin shard from the breast, brushing it

er meat, crispy skin, laughter sticky as honey-until the

y wiped her lips. "This was hands-

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rk flashed in Tristan's eyes. "That'

nt to

lling him across the lawn toward a

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around-and froze like he'd

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ectful bow. "Young M

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teps. The construction workers quietly moved aside to mak

or now-no clue what i

f 'surprise' needs this

small smile tugging at his li

her position a bit, and said, "First things fi

against his chest. Was he about to

s lit up

airs toward the villa, his lo

er his breath, "A leopard can't change its spo

ghting fille

nto the bathroom and c

out some toothpaste, and said with a g

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gently brushed them for her. Her who

up.

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o lift a finger. I

queezed the paste with a dramatic flair

uckled and let

tter, "It's not like you've got hor

ouch, gargled quickly, then wiped t

d on her lips, "maybe you sh

ous little cough. "About all those things I sai

t and stepped in close. She instinctively

, effectively caging her in. "Not just what y

... so he did mind

t a fight. "Alright, alright. I was wrong

ping to her lips again. "That mout

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content. With her in his arms, he walked t

, sinking into its softnes