Her Faked Love, His Real Power

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e, not with regret, but with cold irritation, tel

calmly stated I owned the very mansion we stood

s lies, her mother claiming I was jeopardizing a major

Ryan shoved me, condescendingly tel

me, but for herself, as she whispered she

ed me just last night, on

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