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The Kidnap

مؤلف: Tamara Love
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CHAPTER TEN

LAUREN’S POV

The clock on the nightstand read 5:00 AM. I slipped out from under the heavy duvet.

Julian’s back was to me, his breathing slow and even. I didn't wait to see if he was actually asleep. I threw on a pair of black leggings and a running jacket, grabbed my keys, and hurried out of the penthouse.

If the doorman asked, I was going for a run.

I didn't run to a park. I ran straight to the underground casino. My lungs burned by the time I slipped through the back alley entra
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