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Not even during the custody battle. The only family I ever saw was Margot — quiet, cold, calculating Margot — who knew how to do nothing but smooth over cracks and pour more concrete over the truth. “I didn’t call to stir anything up,” Daniel said. “I just… I read your book. Or most of it. An early copy. A friend at the publisher forwarded it.” Of course they had. “Go on.” “I think you left something out,” he said. I swallowed. “I left a lot out.”

the Doctor introduced me and instructed me to take a sit. Feinah Hererra gave me a laptop where she wrote everything about herself from her birthday the things she did in the past,. her relationship with the Montgomerys and her hobbies. She's just like other children of the rich. She likes partying. A lot. She's got allergies to shrimp which is my favorite. She loves golf but thankfully she's not a pro.

After all, who could resist Dane? At the age of twenty-three, I settled in Portland and established a life here. The relocation was difficult for me, particularly because the farther away I was from Dane, the more intense my pains became. Some days, I would remain on the couch, curled up in a ball, weeping due to the agony. I contemplated whether Dane could sense my pain or if it was his own that I was sensing. After Kara graduated, she got married to a guy from college and they bought a home in Idaho so she could be close to her childhood home. I was happy for her but felt she was a bit young to commit to something so permanent.

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“H...Hi...“ The so-called boy/man squealed, running to help someone next to the bookshelves. I glared at my friend, who batted her eyes innocently at me. I pinched my temples. “Just sit your ass anywhere; I’ll get you something to drink.” “Don’t forget getting me one of those amazing eclairs Daniel’s make.” “Ok just please stay away from the poor guy.” I threw my hands in the air. She huffed and pouted. “He’s gay, I’m telling you.” I didn’t bother even looking at her. She’s driving me crazy.

Danica thought she could crawl back into Ivan’s life, draped in borrowed dignity and clutching children as shields. But I knew better. Danica wasn’t a wife. She wasn’t even a contender. She was prey. My innocent prey. And I had just sharpened my claws.

A video popped up: Cara and the man in a bed, resting after an intimate session. “Babe, now that Kane is no longer the leader, our plans are ruined,” he said sadly, playing with her hair. Cara smirked. “I already have a different plan.” “What’s that?” “I’ll get into Daniel’s life the same way I did to Kane. Just wait and see. And when my child is crowned heir…” She paused and laughed. “We will orchestrate Daniel’s death and own the Mafia.” Gasps rippled through the room as people watched in shock.

Did he really just write his name using his cum? There is only one book I’ve read where the morally grey character did that. I remember it vividly because my jaw was on the floor and if the author had asked for my soul to bring him to life, I would have said yes without hesitation. Not only is Dane giving me big bad daddy Dom, but in a short period, he’s given me everything I need. But this? He’s doing the Goddess’ work by bringing a smut slut’s dreams to life.

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