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My Pinky Promise

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last update Data de publicação: 2026-09-03 23:30:42

BOOK 3: RETURN TO ME: THE SNIPER'S PROMISE 18+

​A Dark Second Chance Romance

​"I will marry you when I grow up."

​Isabelle Valancourt never forgot those words. She also never forgot the day she broke his heart.

​She was sixteen when she overheard his parents talking. They wanted her family's money. They saw her as their golden ticket. Panicked and desperate to protect her family, Isabelle did the only thing she knew how to do.

​She rejected him. She told him he wasn't good enough for her, the
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