The Billionaire's Proxy Bride

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ill operating in his world of b

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ut to touch

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weren't for the monumental lie their

hed part of her mind cat

gentle tone, the seem

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dience of one, who was

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to talk, didn't

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to go home,"

ly became the at

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ed over her, plumping pil

, Maria, witnes

commented to Ava later, when Marcus was o

a faint, tired

She saw a man living a lie, kee

home, Ava maintained

She avoided his touch, his

ithdrawal to hormonal fluctuatio

ntly. "It's normal during pregnancy. Maybe

vinced of his

ve it. It was eas

rchestrated a grand ge

yacht for an evening

te classical pieces. A Michelin-st

an antique diamond bracelet. "To show you how

f their family, of the "lit

, with the city lights glittering, Ava felt

the sheer extravaga

he burn still tender bene

robbed benea

led ashes on the marble f

he glittering city ligh

llusion was irr

s, his face earnest

ilding a new fantasy on t

id later, back in the penthouse. Hi

maybe you should talk to someone. A therapi

still clinging to the pregnanc

eep breath.

ice quiet but firm. "We ne

which had been soft with

, a drawing do

tible, but Ava, now attuned to

paring his