The First Lady Unmasked: Not Pretty Enough? Think Again
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a real piece of work. You're positive the Todd family won't c
through the line, d
laugh. "Take it easy. So what if she ends up dead?
man's poisonous voice was the first thing she heard-followed by a rush of memorie
assassin alive, the ruthless commander of an elite merc
'd been unconscious in a hospital bed. The hospital staff and police h
espised, Valerie had swallowed three years of cruelty, bow
that ende
odisiac into her drink, and offered her to some aging b
the moment the knife sliced across her wrist, the sh
ed apart, wrists and ankles clamped in cold metal, a th
curled up and waited for death to clai
fights that turned whole valleys crimson, trekking across barren wastelands that
the worst nightmare was just
f her aching wrist, th
on the man before he even sensed movement. He crumpled to th
k mask, and swung the lamp again-this time drivin
hoed through the room; blood sprayed acrosruin, she finally released the lamp and rose to he
he quiet suite. "Sir? The toys you requested j
ed onto the window ledge, caught the curtain in one hand for balan
od rigid, a faint, uncharacteristic flush warming his otherwise stone-cold features. "Mom, open t
this family an heir gets me arrested, then so be it. Relax, the drug I used w
lic click seatight. "One shot and this door is
ll that trigger and you'll shoot your own mother. Imagine the fallout w
nd his eyes as Leland pressed
holster and strode toward the bathroom, hoping ic
mmed into him-a woman's body, soft and feverish, bru