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KATYA's P.O.V

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KATYA's P.O.V

I didn't want to respond to him so, I simply turned to leave when his hand shot out, grabbing my arm. “You’re not going anywhere until you explain what the fuck just happened.”

I winced in pain at how firm his grip was. “Look, I know I keep bumping into you in the weirdest ways, but…”

“Talk,” he snapped, cutting my words short.

I looked around, paranoid. “Can we not do this in the middle of the road? I think I’m being followed.” I whispered.

“By who?“

“My father’s men.” I winced flatly.

His eyes narrowed, but he didn't look confused, just curious why I was running barefoot and panting heavly in the middle of a goddamn road “Why?” I hear him ask but I had no response to that question.

I was clueless as him.

And why? Because, papa, my father had refused to share any real details of the marriage or man with me. Every time I asked who he was, where he came from, and what kind of man he simply shut me down.

He would say, "You don’t need to know now. All y
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