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Flash Marriage To My Best Friend's Father

Chapter 2 2

Word Count: 1045    |    Released on: Today at 15:15

t was ag

quarely in the face. She groaned, rolling over and reaching bli

hit nothi

as too intricate. And the sheets... these weren't her scratchy, polyest

into her like a

The champag

tilted, her brain throbbing against her skull

wallowed her frame. The fabric was impossibly soft agains

and pulled it up to her chin, her heart hammering against her ribs like

alist, masculine, and expensive. D

tack of clothes was folde

s was a piece of heavy cards

metal, not plastic. A Centurion card. It was a blank, supple

it like it w

ote. The handwritin

code is your

ar ride. The demand for a shiel

i

mouth. She had proposed to her best

nightstand. The screen lit up w

calls from

from An

oice

number she didn't have save

ing. You are sa

ll

there. It was a simple platinum band, elegant an

bbed the clothes. A soft cashmere sweater, dark je

it per

clothes in her exact size ready? The thought sent a shiver down her

eded t

lack card-shoving it deep int

ekeeper was dusting in the hallw

orning,

e button, half-expecting it not to work. To her surprise, a green li

ed in her hand

Now. Em

ach dropped.

o bad she could barely open the door. The ride to the univ

he stares of students who probably saw the

ection in the library. Azalea looked manic, he

er further into the stacks. "My dad just tran

froze.

ea whispered, eyes wide. "He said to tak

us. Her eyes narrowed,

.. I helped him with a proj

a flicker of doubt crossed her mind. Translation work? For her father, who had an entire in-house

have orders.

of the library toward t

said over her shoulder. "Which, to be fai

e bed of the truck sat a silver Aston Martin. It gleamed unde

d walked over to Azalea.

ossed it

is is the r

ather and chrome. She looked at the car. It

e this," Eli

her arms. "You know how he is. If y

nes were coming out. Whispe

Solomon? Who b

ne buzzed a

thumb hitting the red but

ed the unlock button. The mirro

h," Azalea joked,

The title hit to

of new leather enveloped her. It smelled ju

s white. She had signed a contract with the

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