His Discarded Gem: Shining In The Ruthless Don's Arms

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heart monitor. The air smelled sharp-a

it had been scrubb

gainst the harsh light. I wa

her phone. She looked impeccable, as if she hadn't just watc

e bed. He was holding a

relieved, but it was the cold relief of someone who ha

but only a painf

s a toddler. "Doctor said your throat is swollen. A

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ad away, refus

that fake-sweet tone that made my skin cra

looking up from her phone. "She did it for

ing her cruelty with a dismissive sh

he tension. She answered it on speake

the

s mother is causing problems again. The lawyers found a discrepancy in t

cold in my ve

ighed, picking at a nonexiste

er daughter is probably one too. We need to bury that family's reputation before t

rat. She was just an artist who had seen something she shouldn't have-Karyn's mother

n hardened, all traces of the con

asked me. "Did your

y head fr

a low growl, "I will burn everything she ever to

asking. He wa

ing her skirt. "The Charity Auction is tonight. We need to show un

me with cold

with us,"

id, but his protest wa

e seen supporting us. Supporting the family that *

ridge in his hand, then set it down on t

ber," he said. "

n't..."

here. The Don himself. I need to show him my house is in order

sle

fire in my chest. K

nishment. It was

thought I loved, the man who was now threatening t

p. Pain shot through my

odd

iled. "G

e papers. Karyn followed him, alread

naline surged, masking the pain. I sna

flew across

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