Bound To The Demon King

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of his hand. Inside was a dimly lit room-walls lined with book

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m. She thought about her old life. The cold streets. The pain. The f

rely a whisper. "This is too much." Damon observed Leila w

ing. Because as repulsive as this arrogant man's proposal was, there was no denying the charm of what he offered. An escape from her constant

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ickness, her empty apart

to do?" she asked,

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our concern," he said. "Just know, y

u'll keep your freedom, of course. Our marriage will exist mainl

again, his low voice took on a persuasive, hypnotic lilt. "Just say yes, Miss Reynolds. Say yes, and your struggles end today.

intake of breath burning her lungs. This was her crossroads, a

tered pride and dreams. Or take this tycoon's Faust

nally, her voice wea

nodded once, slow

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From this moment on, yo