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136: No strings attached

Autor: Faith Odulesi
last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-06-17 08:12:55

I opened my mouth to say something but before any words came out Trevor tried to push himself up from the floor.

Adam moved fast. He grabbed Trevor by the neck and choked him while kicking him toward the door, "if you want to see tomorrow you better leave, and leave far away from here," Adam said, voice low and steady.

Trevor scrambled up and ran out like a little kid, not looking back once.

Adam turned back to me, “are you okay?”

I raked my fingers through my hair and leaned against the wall w
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  • The Double Life of My Hot Secretary   158: Stick to the contract

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  • The Double Life of My Hot Secretary   157: Adam's secret life

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  • The Double Life of My Hot Secretary   156: Mixing business with pleasure

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  • The Double Life of My Hot Secretary   154: Murder warehouse

    My whole body forgot what to do. Then I started fighting.My nails scratched at his hand. My shoes scraped the concrete. I tried to scream, but the sound stayed trapped against his palm. His arm tightened under my chin, cutting off my air until my eyes burned.Oh my God. This was it. This was why my mother told me to stay away from Adam Dalton. Not because he had a fake girlfriend or weird contracts. Because he was actually dangerous. Because he brought me here. Because I was going to die in an abandoned building wearing Beverly’s stupid cardigan.I kicked back hard, but my heel hit nothing useful. The man shoved me into the wall. My cheek scraped concrete, and my lungs started panicking. Adam was going to kill me. Or he had brought me to people who would.Then the hand disappeared from my mouth.Air rushed into my throat so fast I coughed. A strong arm grabbed me around the waist and yanked me backward. My back hit a hard chest, and another hand spread over my stomach, holding me the

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  • The Double Life of My Hot Secretary   140: Clause number two

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