Wrong Room: Sleeping With My Fiancé's Uncle

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to her nose. She shoved the heavy,

hotel room was gone. The ugly,

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r door open and stepp

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loudly. "She looks like a moldy nun.

bounce off her armor. She walked into the gran

her. He didn't say hello. He grabbed he

her ear. "If you ruin this trust fund merger with

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needed to know if he had the nerve to bring C

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chairman, was practically sprinting toward the

across the marble floor. Each step

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welcome the true head of the Garrison family, ret

ple gasped. Cedrick was the exiled billionaire, the ruth

hed her ugly glasses up the bridge of h

e man surrounded by bodyguards,

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cold, dead eyes. The terrifyi

room. The man she had left a thou

o expand. She took a frantic step backward, t

he edge of a soci

e woman shrieked, shoving

r hip crashed into the corner

g against the marble floor. The sharp sound ec

stopped

er. His cold, predatory gaze loc

t. She let her messy hair fall forward, praying

outfit. A flicker of deep disgust crossed

the open ballroom doors

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flared. His entir

ic insomnia for a fleeting second. It was an anomaly that irritated his hyper-vigilant instinc

table. He pivoted on his heel and wa

a's fingers dug into the fabric of

feet away from her. His massiv

. "Cedrick, please excuse the mess. T

darkened at t

wly dragged from her fake freckles

yers of concealer were caked unevenly, a desp

ckle that made the hair on the

his lips inche

with lethal intent. "The perfume you chose smells