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Chapter 144

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Theo

I have always operated by a few simple, unbreakable rules: work the land until your hands bleed, protect your own with everything you have, and never turn your back on a soul in need. I thought those rules made me a good man.

But as I stood in my bedroom, steam still rolling off my shoulders and water dripping down my bare chest, I realized that my own brand of mercy had become a blade used to gut the only woman who actually matters to me.

I was topless, just about to reach for a shirt, when the door swung open. Before I could even get a word out, Ali lunged at me. She didn’t say anything; she just threw her entire weight into my chest. I lost my balance, hitting the mattress hard.

I was still trying to recover, still trying to wrap my head around what she was doing, when she scrambled onto my lap. Her hands were in my hair and her mouth was on mine, a desperate, forced kiss that made my skin crawl.

Then I heard it. The heavy, unmistakable thud of luggage hitting the floor.

I loo
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