The Runaway Heiress And Her Secret Triplets

ling windows like a blade, casting harsh white l

ache pounded behind her forehead, a bass d

er body screamed. She felt like she'd been hit

e-backed, was the man from last night. The sheets pooled at his waist, exposing the b

fragmented flashes. The heat. The desperate tou

She clamped both hands over her mouth, trappi

She forced herself to breathe through her nose. The panic slowly, painfully, morphed into cold,

of the bed. When her bare feet hit the hardwood floor, her legs shook

ked up her torn clothes-the buttons ripped, the fabric stretched-and pulled

nd pulled out a small roll of athletic tape, tearing off a piece to wra

ce was completely devoid of emotio

cular shoulders, the way they rose

r-a precise Krav Maga technique she'd learned from a Mossad operative in Prague. She

Then his breathing deepened into an unnatural, heavy rhythm. He

her phone and open

d the tangled, messy sheets, the deep red scratch marks raked

reful to keep his fa

king her IP address behind layers of encrypt

e email addresses for the top five goss

I need to control the narrative. If I just disappear into the night, Gavin and my father will paint me as a hysterical runaway. They'll twist the story and make me the villain. This way, I'm the one w

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email vanished int

nd grabbed a yellow sticky note wi

s crimson. She pressed the lipstick to the paper and wrote in

te directly onto Kendall's forehead. It stuck there,

sunglasses from her bag and shoved them o

knob, the desk, any surface she might have t

shed open the emergency stairwell door and started running down

llite phone and dialed her offsho

untraceable," the voice

alley, bypassing every camera in the lobby. The mo

n untraceable crypto-was waiting by the dumpster,

ng traffic, heading straight

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