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Get the APPHis Sister's Fiancé, My Forbidden Protector
Chapter 5 No.5
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und, expecti
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is skull. He looked deranged. He slamm
g didn't fool me for long. What are you doing here,
rlett said, standing up on one leg, back
ou think Harrison likes you? He's playing you. He knows what you
than soulless,
r by the throat, slamming hnarled. His grip tightened, cutting off
s hands, black spots
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pen. It was kicked ope
olf whites anymore. He was in a dark suit, drenched fr
t run. He walked into the room
back of his collar and t
rt, he threw Vance.
nd crashed into a bench, sli
d to the security guards. "If I see
gged a whimper
s was so intense it looked like pain. He scanned
ch you anyw
hard her teeth chattered
. He took off his jacket and wrapped it around her
you w
p and cried out as
permission this time. He bent dow
ple will see,"
look," h
idor, and out into the pouring rain. A black Maybach was waitin
tly on the leather seat
," he
rm. Scarlett huddled in his jacket, watching him. He was staring ou
u," she s
her. "Don't thank me.
en
. "Because he touched what is... he created a
The silence that followed
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