The Fallen Heiress's Debt to the Billionaire

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f her back where the dress had torn completely. He saw

uscle in hi

revulsion, he ripped the garment from her shoulders and tossed it into the corner a

on," h

grabbed the lapels, pulling it tight. It smelled like s

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a hand down

self along the floor until her back hit

t tou

oze in mid-air.

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mini-bar and poured a glass of water. H

back and h

up. I don't want Henderson find

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and drank. She dr

spered. Her voice so

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id. "And I don't trust you n

the way she looked at the window. He was sta

his jacket. She stood up, le

the bathroom and

. He took a drag of his cigarette. His h

the blood o

is phone. He te

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