The Billionaire's Dangerous Passion & Dark Reckoning

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powerful, but power makes enemies. The people who want him

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why you started this. Don't let his charm blin

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think you're dangerously close to forgetting why yo

show. Instead, she slipped the envelope into her

. Because if you slip up, you won't just be taking

ord, her heels clicking against

and into the glow of the city, a sin

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