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316. You Can Help

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Antonio kept one arm around her, not moving until he felt the tremor in her body start to ease. His other hand gave one slow, reassuring stroke down her back.

When he finally pulled back, it was only far enough to see her face. “You need to breathe, Suzi,” he said quietly. “Max would not want you drowning in fear.”

The mention of his name made her throat tighten all over again. She tried to breathe the way Antonio told her, deep and steady, but every inhale seemed to snag on the thought of Max chained up somewhere in the dark.

“I don’t know what to do,” she admitted, her voice small.

“You do what I tell you to do,” Antonio said firmly, though there was no harshness in it. “That is how we make sure he comes back to you. You will eat. You will sleep. You will keep yourself safe. That is your job now.”

Suzi swallowed hard. “And yours?”

“My job,” Antonio said, a muscle tightening in his jaw, “is to get my son back before the twenty-four hours are over.”

Her stomach turned at the reminder
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Angela Lynn Carver
Each chapter can only be 1000 to 1500. GoodNovel rule
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Barbara Moore
When are you updating and at least give us 15 minutes of reading
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Barbara Moore
Love the story great writing I wish more would come faster
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