The Ghost Surgeon's Secret Billionaire Twins

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Through the narrowing gap, she caught a glimpse of Bonny's face. The concern was gone. Bonny's lips

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d clamped down

Before she could scream, she was hauled upward.

dark, bitter tang of tobacco. It wasn't Greggory's cologne

ed into the darkness, h

n's breathing was just as ragged as hers. For a split secon

ing her face up. "Who the hell are you?" h

had stolen her voice. But her bod

d in his chest. Th

tress, and they fell into the darkness together. Reason evaporated, re

lost consciousness, Adelia heard him wh

g sunlight stabbed throug

deep soreness settling into her bones. She reached out, he

tobacco scent still lingered on

eneath the fold of the sheet, was a single black cufflink. Engr

it up, a deafening cras

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him, three tabloid reporters shoved t

. Blinding flashes of white light exploded in the room, capturing

ambled backward, yanking the heavy duvet up to her

ou doing?!" she sobbe

stack of papers from his jacket-their prenuptial morality clause-and hurled it directly at h

voice carried to the reporters. "Violating our agreeme

You sent me here! Bonny gave me the k

ld I send you to another man's room? You reek of him. And look-" he reached down and snatched the b

found the cufflink. Now it would

with the Wall Street board members a

the front. She gasped, her manicured fingers flying to cover

uld you? How could you ruin our family

rs tracking down her

he fake tears, Bonny's pupils were di

lungs in a violent rush. She hadn't just

ashing cameras. "And I will be seeking full compensati

t. Bonny followed, casting one last

f the bed. They shoved microphones toward her face, shouting

und the empty space where the cufflink had been. They had

ke every single