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The priest I can’t stop wanting

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She wrapped her arms around herself. “Because Father needs this. Because the company is drowning and Marcus’s family holds the only line of credit left that will keep it afloat. Because if I say no, everything collapses. The house. Mother’s care. Everything.” She laughed once, and it came out broken. “And because Marcus has something on Father. Something bad enough that Father looked me in the eye three months ago and told me I would marry him or watch the family burn.”

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