Just A Placeholder: Dying For His Mistress

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ws and into the unforgivin

arm, her lipstick smeared, h

y from the alcohol. He swaye

't look

ked an

trembling but crystal clear.

per shield against a firing

at is mine, you little

from her, running a hand

me, his gaze

n, Elena,"

laugh. "I just heard you. I heard

temples as if I were a m

to Sofia is strictly business. It's the Commissi

tasting like ash. "There is no

gged heat. "I kept you safe. I kept you in a penthouse while y

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ir, sharp and heavy li

e," Sofia said, idly picking a

looked

something flicker

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ust inco

voice devoid of emotion. "Don't ruin my

ed, my pride hanging by a thread. "If I ever

stared

ld finality, he

ed, the falsehood smooth

ward the mas

him, pausing on

with a soft, d

tening to the man I loved take the woman he chose to be