The Billionaire's Slave (Dark Romance)

aming down my face. My heart sank as I watched the man I loved lying on the floor. I crave to touch hi

ugh my hands are trembling, I even contend with dialing the ambu

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Urban Calm, High

ven with a bloodstain on my hand, I just kept packing. As soo

ered repeatedly at the mansion that has been a significant part of my s

all collapsed. It was as if a serpent had wound me and wa

at the house I had stepped on before eve

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