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Chapter 14: “Crossroad Of Destiny”

Author: Mart Grey
last update publish date: 2026-01-25 01:40:57
FRIEDA’S POV

There I was, kissing my bodyguard who looked like a monster from my childhood, in my husband’s bed.

And the crazy part? I didn’t give a single fuck. Garrett had given me something I had lacked for the longest time:

Meaning.

“Frieda,” he called, pulling back from my lips, an action that made my body ache, because all I wanted to do was taste all of him.

“I want you, Garrett. I want to have you forever,” I said boldly as I pushed myself back to him, but he gently placed my body on th
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