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58. ....Fucking My Fiancèe

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MARCUS POV

She placed her hands on my shoulders, trying to soothe me.

“What do I do?” I asked again, my voice cracking. “I can’t afford to lose this. Dad is supposed to hand everything over to me in a few days. But how do I make it happen, Kim…?”

She wrapped her arms around me, pulling me to her chest. “It’s okay,” she whispered soothingly. “Everything will be fine. Chill.”

I shook my head, but she shushed me, weaving her fingers through my hair. “Just relax, Marcus. I promise, everything will
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