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110. YOU GOT HER PREGNANT

Auteur: Solyn Aure
last update Date de publication: 2026-09-19 01:34:16
THIRD PERSON'S POV

Noah followed Mike in his direction. Immediately they turned the corner, he felt the sharp crack of a fist connecting with his jaw.

The impact snapped his head to the side. He staggered back a step but didn’t raise his hands. He had expected it. He deserved it.

“Is this your idea of protection?” Mike’s voice was low, dangerous, shaking with restrained fury. “Is this what the great King power looks like? She’s been dragged through bad press, ended up in a coma, unconscio
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