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The Billionaire's Obsession: He Won't Let Her Marry His Uncle
Author: PageProfit Studio Genre: BillionairesThe Billionaire's Obsession: He Won't Let Her Marry His Uncle
ed out who they were-they kept their dist
use resisting, so she got i
r. Ellis is attending a banquet tonight. He wants yo
a nobody. Whether I forgive him or
tt-Midnight Bloom. She was led into a large lounge whe
d the room-some brands Charis
these. You can choose the one you like b
se replied, sitting down in front of the v
s before pulling out the one they
from a renowne
ine," Chariss
, the stylist wisely stopped tal
a trap, but she didn't really have a say. If she had to be
rstanding why Clayton wanted to marry her. They'd never ev
ere were a million ways to get her here
ish. The makeup artist gave her a bold look to match her striking fe
must be exactly the
nly one in the lounge. She figured he'd show up soon. Her phone was al
assed, and there was
s and stared at her reflection. Then she suddenly rip
er fingers through it. Then she wiped off the sca
r. Odd ma
f member gently pushed it open a crac
avish spot in Draycott, the top floor of Midnight Bloom wasn't something just anyone c
most people. As Charisse walked past
n a hand got there first, ge
tch, beige suit-and finally landed
t he had a presence-calm and steady,
oned professor. Time had left soft lines on his face, despite his careful grooming. Charisse h
her dress, making sure it looked just right. He stepped back to
ked. "Yo
his hand with a deep, so
e thing about him matc
She looked at him directly. "
arty first," he said with a smil
elling
se I w
early, he wasn't planning on expla
lk it over with your aunt. As for your father's liv
clear: Clayton had a comple
thought of Elliot. Did Cl
had wrapped an arm around her waist
t his grip told another story-firm, i
turned to them. Most landed on Charisse, thei
rd. Up ahead, a few people stood talking. One of them flicked a
liot's, Charisse fel
oftened. "Elliot,
squeeze. "This is my fiancée," he
Clayton... was
yebrow, repeating the word
ven anger-it all mixed into a swirling mess inside her.Elliot suddenl
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