The Ranch Next Door: A Billionaire's Refuge

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hed in resignation, knowing once I woke up like that, there was no going back to sl

arlier that night, she'd walked to my room, sleepily asking if she could sleep in my bed and I'd been more tha

o Daniel's study to grab the gun I knew he always had tucked in his desk drawer. He'd th

home to the harsh outdoor wind. My heart thudded against my chest as I walked d

ook one more routine walk along the front of my property before writing th

" I whispered to myself. "

t door. The car was still parked against the fence and the room facing mine was

bolted it behind me. I took several calming breaths before returning the gun to i

stove, my mind wandered to the tho

in fact led a double life, where woul

g sensation on my tongue made me feel alive and alert. I knew I was going to need another cup

ng to his involvement with the nightmare of a m

by. I was ankle deep in papers- manuscripts, rough sketches, random scribbles that

he asked

arling. Ar

s. "I woke up and

y, da

something?" she asked

g her up in my hand, earning throaty chuckled from her. "

ough a part in the curtain bind. I was grateful that schools were on brea

na was awake and needed little to no persuasion to take her bath and prepare for the day. I he

of pancakes prepared. I'd laid out the homemade-strawberry j

She'd been taught not to talk while eating, so it was quiet. After breakfas

alomino with gold hair that glowed under the sun, strolled father away from the rest, its nos

e mostly the problems. Horses were...well reasonable. They could be reasoned wit

my usual hay delivery guy drove up the dirt road and pulled

said, jumping down f

the absence of his companion who usually helped with th

day," he explained, setting to wor

is busy drawing stic

in the corner designated for that b

you, Nick,"

p?" he asked, his voic

rt. However, with men like Nick, it was different and it was fo

ange your mind about

id of him. "If I change m

uck and driving back the way he'd come. I knew I wasn't

tuck-up bitch of The M

shot sent me ducking and

allen asleep amidst a dozen stick figure drawings. I stomped out of the house to in

eighboring farm house, where I found my annoying new neighbor, a city transplant as Tim, the farmhand who'

s he caught my disapproving gaze. "A