A Serial Billionaire Killer

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ing over each other. What happened? Was it an accident or s

pital only deepened

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ouple arguing near the entrance and slammed my hand a

ird floor. I saw my mom

arms crossed tight over her chest. Her face was pale

spered, my v

embrace. "Oh, An..." Her voice trembled. "They won't let us see h

tell you

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in silence, only broken by the occasio

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arms, his face marred with bruises. My mom couldn'

er. His eyelids fluttered, and for

here, hoarse and weak. "Stop loo

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reet brawler - he was a journalist, a dreamer. What the hel

sts. "Why were y

w. "I wanted to surprise y

et him rest, I knew this wasn't over. If Alexander Cain had

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amily is in t

paranoid thoughts, I let my brother stay tucked away in his

n the noise of my own racing thoughts. The cold, artif

d her shoulder, squeezing gently. She nodded absent

ng back to what David had said. Just as I rounded the corner, I collided into something solid

easy

onto a sharp, mischievous gaze framed by dark lashes. The man before me

with women this stunning, I would've fo

w they let in walking clichés,

easily swept off your feet anyway. Pity. I was hoping f

ng off his grip.

ation prize." His oceanic gaze flickered ove

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ing me back toward reality. This was

, it's been fun

If you ever feel the need to curse someone

laugh, despite

ut his stare linger

ICU that I realized something unsettled me about him. Something I could

at beside her, letting the silence stretch between us. Then, some

gaze skimmed the front page.

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m. A scandal that had rocked the business world, a downfall that had been swift

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