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Snatched Moments

last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-03-26 02:33:43
Chapter 43

Valencia’s POV

The heavy oak doors of the study clicked shut behind me, severing the connection to Antonio’s delusional world of power and imaginary sexual conquests. I moved down the hallway with a stride that was practiced, steady, and utterly predatory, but the moment I rounded the corner into the east wing, the wing that led to my temporary sanctuary, my knees buckled hard.

I leaned against the cold wainscoting, the folder containing the signed Pre-Union agreement clutched to m
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