Sweet Revenge: Taming The Amnesiac Billionaire CEO

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avy shadow, completely enveloping her. He leaned over, p

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uriating mix of fear and unwanted attraction. But the humiliation burned hotter.

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ting her, reminding her of the gilded cage their marria

call love? Using me as a

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yet he dared to accuse her. A bitter laugh escaped her. "You're

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d, his voice cut through the tense silen

you want Apex Entertainment's stock to plummet to

he was a public figure. A nasty divorce

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tossed it onto the sofa. "Stay home, Aurora," he said, his tone almost gentle as

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with a storm of anger and an unreadable, fleeting shadow. "The tr

"Tell me, Aurora, have you wanted to leave