Reborn Heiress: Pampered By The Ruthless Don

t make

me at a safe house my fat

ught I wa

ought I

third snake, had

take me back

, his voice dripping with false concern. "We're going t

ucked away in u

s bea

urning blood-red and gold, and

o be my s

a prison w

ock, watching a stallion na

eaning on the fence, smoki

fferey called out. "Like ol

d that

gate and st

kered, nuzz

ond, I fe

y and horse swe

t cracked thro

from t

os

cl

er sp

s of muscle turned i

s hooves flashin

ut the mud was slip

fe

f a dinner plate

unc

squarely wi

ne breaking was lou

blinding, expl

cre

back hoof clipping

gasping, staring u

isted at a si

fferey didn't

wal

ow

ng a silencer-equipped pi

er me, blocki

aid, lighting a cigarette. "

ng at my leg with the detachment of a mechanic looking at a den

He just needs her to say 'I do'. Or sign the papers

ainst the agony, tear

t want to

was a

roken, I wa

ling out his phone. "Tell them the heire

k began to pull me unde

bottom to t

line they w

urvive, I had to sto

e something wo

become