Marry Me or You Will Be Robbed

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carried an air of authority. Without an

n before. He glanced at the man sitting in

s jawline taut. His deep, dark eyes carr

softly calling out,

car nearby had wi

e was Brian, the young ma

e wasn't mistaken. Once he confirmed her identity

vely-pouted and snatched the phone from his hand. "Brian,

ly. His reputation for changing girlfriends as

ng, many women willingly threw themselves a

ll too well. If he made a call no

ht grip on him, unwilling to le

a get into her car, he turned to his co

r eyes suspiciously.

And ver

gerly searched for a number. He wa

the car Delia had rear-

ed Parlin Restaurant and booked a private

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phone rang. Glancing at the calle

the other end. "President Davi

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as the day o

ded asking, burying himself in work to numb his tho

h one hand, he respo

used trouble the

schadenfreude. Bill remained sil

t long. He quickly recoun

uch reaction, merely re

s indifference and emphasized

ity A knew wh

d. By twenty-four, he had taken over as CEO

ors, essentially controlling the

t, his wealth was a

understood-Elijah was not s

d, you know. I've already booked a priv