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WE'RE RENEWING OUR MARRIAGE

Author: Roxxanne
last update publish date: 2026-02-21 20:58:08
SCARLET'S POV

I looked away and refocused on the Senator, but my eyes kept drifting back. There was something different about the way she stood. The way the dress fell.

The curve under the silk was small but unmistakable.

Was she?

No, it can't be.

And why was she here?

I didn't remember inviting any of them...or else...Lucas!

"Excuse me," I said to the Senator, cutting him off mid-sentence. "I need to use the ladies' room."

Damian's hand tightened briefly on mine, a question, but I shook
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  • Under the Mistletoe with my Ex's Brother    WILL THESE BABIES DIE TOO, MUMMY?

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  • Under the Mistletoe with my Ex's Brother    WE NEED TO CLOSE YOUR CERVIX

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