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Chapter 29: Bloodied Phone

Author: SarahBlythe
last update publish date: 2026-07-27 05:21:46

Valiente's POV

They say wounded pride makes people say the most foolish things. They weren’t wrong.

Her pride had taken a hit the moment I told her she wasn’t my type. Instead of accepting it, she’d tried to convince me that I was the one missing out.

A low scoff escaped me. A poor attempt at seduction.

She had no idea who she was dealing with. I’d shared my bed with more women—and men—than I cared to remember. Desire was nothing new to me, and whatever she thought she’d done in my office wasn
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