The Billionaire's Ex-Husband: Now Unreachable

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something," I replied. "Thi

was mine. The penthouse, the fancy cars, they

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go. He gave a small, almost imperceptible nod. He understood. He was one of the f

city, away from Rossi Const

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ed the state line into Vermont

abella. But looking out for her didn't mean letting her destroy me. Ma

aybe

he hurt, it was still there, but it

th in me. A faith she had never shared, never understood. Unt

the truck bed. My old life