Abandoned No More: Too Late To Love Me

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icked his

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his curiosity practical

ecisive. Merciless. Always in control. But even in their pri

l and actresses. When a woman caught his interest, a l

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was influential, but because sh

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had heard

asked. "If you really wanted to get to him, Peyton wou

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a moment, he genuinely wondered if

make sure you ne

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than to stick around. He didn't need to be

private jet lifted of

as surfacing from a

ained was a crushing exhaustion, as if every bone and muscl

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till feeling numb, and

ng skin littered with the faint marks of the night's passio

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umiliation. The realiz

bedroom door

e mattress, pulling the blanket up to her c

the bed. She held her breath. Her

hut, she could feel Fraser's

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pt together. Surely you're not g

voice echoed th

against her ribs. Slow

s arms crossed over his chest. His dark, calm gaze was s

she'd seen him this

vealing the sharp line of his collarbone. His posture

marble. Trevor, by contrast, had always possessed a distant coldness. Fraser? There was something sharp and almost

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arched

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need you to b

hat was

richest in Havenbrook, worth tens of billions. He

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at was she su

hamed. But this was Fraser Graham. And she'd been the one to p

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mind we

ug, she'd been bold, reckless

id. And she knew she

His arm wrapped around her waist, pu

e lowered his head an

is gaze... everything ab

ry surfaced

's bir

ch. That night, she had planned to give him the most precious thing she had-herself. S

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yes glassy, staring at a cake she

e a bitter memory, shoved to the back of her cl

ghtened in her chest- for a

to her earlobe yanke

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ned, braced on one a

gaze he

trac

own her spine. She'd bee

was with

uld fly in

calm, but each word ca

'm not fascinating enough

art lurched

about Fraser Graham,

merciless to anyon

he wouldn't let he

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noth

tly, a wave of reli

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r and pulled her flush against him. His husky

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