Bound By Revenge: His Unwilling Wife

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rough the sheer curtains, a red light blinked.

pered against her ear.

y saw them apart, or fight

he heavy blackout curtains shut.

vy leg tangled with hers. She could feel his heart hammering against

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two extra pillows and built a wal

d, turning his back to her.

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lightning split the sky, loud enou

. She whimpered, an involuntary sound from childhood trauma s

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g moment, listening to

ntly, a hand reached

t was heavy and warm. He patted her, a

omforting. But it was an acknowledg

She lay perfectly still under his h

ad, trying to see

if he'd touched fire. He rolled ove

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