The Billionaire's Captive Wife

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fear would disappear. Think, E

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way to the door. My fingers trembled a

step. Tall. Imposing. He had the air of someone who was u

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letters at the top of th

Proposal

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essionless. "Mr. Damian Blac

my spine. Damian Blackwood. Ruthless billionaire. The kind o

as offering

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wife. You require financial security. If you

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a lif

came at

sanity. Marry a man I'd never met? Become some bil

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se we were to losing everything. I thought of the debt collectors, the bank,

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