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Chapter 72. One Out of Three

作者: King Ammisha
last update 公開日: 2026-06-24 18:45:27

Alexander’s POV

It’s Monday. And I’ve not heard from her.

“Where do I have to sign?” I say to Leah, pen in my hand.

“Here. And here.” She answers while pointing to spaces on a document. Then she drops an iPad. “And this, too.”

Signing, I ask, “When’s my meeting with the marketing team?”

“In two hours, sir… the ads will roll out tonight… I heard the website will be updated by midnight.”

“Is that when preorders start?”

“Yes, sir… Your fiancée’s pictures turned out really nicely. She’s going to l
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  • Sold To The Possessive Billionaire In A Suit    Chapter 68. Silence

    Sophia’s POVI stare at the small white skirt on the floor, fixing my eyes on the bloodstain that painfully reminds me of what I’ve been stripped of.Tears drip out of my eyes, dropping onto my arm resting against the bathtub. The water is so warm, just what my body needs after that seizure and scary experience. The bath bomb smells of vanilla candy. There’s a bathrobe in baby pink, a small towel in the same color, coconut-flavored shampoo, and a bowl of untouched marshmallows—he passed it in before I locked the bathroom door and unwrapped the sheet from my body.I’m not sure where he got all these things from, but he just happened to have them somewhere in his home—his sincere attempt at making me feel better. But all I want is for the day and several days to pass, so I stop feeling this awful, like the weight of the whole world is on my shoulders.The only thing that can make me feel better is going back in time to when I saw the thong. I’d probably head back home instead.My ches

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    Alexander’s POV“Soph? Soph… Sophia?!” I manage to grab her wrist before she falls off the couch. It’s hard to see in the dark, but she doesn’t stop shaking by the second.Quickly, I slip my left arm underneath her trembling body and pull her with me as I get off the couch. Her body is warm against mine, her chest rising and falling rapidly.“Sophia?”She mumbles unintelligible words, taking short gasps of air.I set her on the soft rug and instantly wave my left hand twice. The lights come on, illuminating the media room, and I see Sophia having a mild seizure on the floor. Her breasts bounce carelessly, hitting the tiny gold necklace she’s wearing. Her eyes are lidded, showing only the white parts; tears leak out of them onto her ashen face. Her hands twitch, lips quivering. “Shit,” I say under my breath and reach for the coffee table. I drag it away from where her socked feet shake, ignoring the things falling off it, including her wine glass. Next, I take the pack of wet wipes an

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