I Heard His Mind: The Don's Regret

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e had sprayed perfume on her

fi

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e snapped. "Why are yo

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ed it off the bed. It hit

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wear it," he snarled. "And you will smile. And you will

im. "You'll kill me? Go a

ed. He looked like he wanted to sh

. Why can't she j

d, answering his unspoken

froze.

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wouldn't let me go. He would keep me here, t

at the dress b

going t

t a suitcase. I didn't pack clothes.

er my father had given me

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my phone and

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