The Convict Heiress: Marrying The Billionaire

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side of the road with

tow truck into the city. She needed to think. S

into Bergdo

expensive perfume. It was a scent she

and combat boots. She wrinkled her nose and turned

ard the men's section. She wanted a

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s a voice that had haunted h

rned s

in a polished, superficial way. He was wearing a bespoke suit

n't wi

pped closer, invading her personal space. "I heard they let you ou

Camill

icep. "Listen to me, Camille. You're a convict now. You're garbage. Stay away from Mia. Stay away f

ed at his ha

said. "I'm cou

vin sneered.

dn't wait

Gavin's wrist. Her thumb dug into th

d, his grip

nd his right ankle. She twisted his arm behin

oted he

went a

or with a sickening thud. The

rity guards started run

e leaned down, her hand closing around his thro

ered. Her eyes were dark voids.

ce pale, eyes bulging. He coul

a guard yelled, re

n watched. He was holding a cup of espr

que. Krav Maga. E

to the store manage

"Sir? That woman is a

tio said calmly. "Tell your guards to s

with Horatio Melton. He grabbed his radio.

t off her coat. She paid for a stark white suit and a structured leather briefcas

d a few feet away

d. He looked at Gavin, who was groaning on the

" Gavin wheezed,

. You grabbed her first,

owned. She

s watching her. He didn't smile. He didn't

She didn't know who he wa

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