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The devil of my dreams

Stepping out of the VIP elevator, I blew out a breath eyeing the doors of the penthouse. And the big guards stood at the both sides of the elevator like a statue, statues with dark glasses.

My heart drummed down my chest as I approached the entrance, standing before the fingerprint scanner. I still couldn't know how he got my fingerprint.

Though the nervousness of meeting him after that night was overwhelming, the eagerness to see him and find out if he was alright won over my hesitation. 

Once I was inside the doors, to my surprise, it automatically closed behind me. And the feeling of getting locked with the devil of my dreams was knee weakish. But I walked ahead, the memories of my last visit here rushed into my mind. 

When I entered the living area, I stopped at my track.

There he was. Sitting onto the grand couch, his form was bent over, elbows resting on his knees

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Jo Barnes
She needs a reality check and stop stringing wander along
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Faith Moscatello
im really trying to get through this book cause I read so much buy I'm really getting tired of nothing getting figured out of her being constantly whiny and no one wants to tell her a damn thing. starting to get bored
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Amanda King
She’s stinging along Warner and it isn’t fair to him
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