THE BILLIONAIRE'S MASQUERADE

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asked. "Tell me the truth." Ev

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you," she snapped. "

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g. "The society that runs Blackthorn. Th

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voice. But his presence... it wrapped around

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OF THE

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direct order from y

romantic attachment

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disobey Luci

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t – The Firs

had been mysteriously laid out on her bed: black velvet, off-th

een pinned to

l wear

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dance with

led when sh

t know you were doomed,

eyes. "You think

k. He commands. And right now,

of Vale Manor, behind a carved bookshelf that

on curtains. Masks gleamed. Music played low and seduct

ed in, hea

asks turned

owed. "She's

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en V

his face again, the other h

nd. And pulled her into the dance. Their bodie

lowed his lead. How the music see

he murmured. "I'm not yours," she hissed back. He smirked. "Y

ped back. But the music stopped.

didn't

and you'll

ything." She turned. And walked out of the ballro

e that. But next time you walk away... I'l

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