Bound To A Possessive Mafia Don
Someone had taken the burner phone and her grandmother’s letter, just as they had taken the abortion pill before.
But who?
Anna had no idea who it could be, and the uncertainty made her unease deepen with every passing second. But she was sure of one thing: the person was inside the mansion.
The thought of the other abortion pill hit her suddenly.
“Shit! The other abortion pill,” she muttered.
Her body jolted, and she sprang to her feet, racing to the edge of the left side of her bed. Dropping to her knees, she bent down and lifted the frame with trembling hands. Her eyes scanned the spot underneath, darting quickly as her heart pounded.
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