Purchased by the Billionaire
Catherine said, her voice rough, barely above a whisper.
The bartender looked at her with something close to sympathy, but he didn’t ask any questions. He had seen enough broken people stumble through his door to know better.
She drank. And then she drank some more. Each glass, each shot, was an attempt to erase the raw ache in her chest. The alcohol burned as it slid down her throat, but it didn’t touch the void inside her. The ache in her chest remained, gnawing and relentless.
She couldn’t stop thinking about Liam—about the kiss. About Annie. She was nothing compared to her. Annie was everything she could never be—beautiful, desirable, someone who had always been part of Liam’s world, whe
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