Claimed By The Billionaire
At all.
But, then again, I wrote it off. Called it nothing. A mistake even, if I remember correctly.
I rub a hand down my face, lean back against the cold steel of the treadmill, and stare at the ceiling like it might give me an answer. It doesn't.
"Damon," Kingsley prods.
I exhale. "His name’s Daniel. He’s a corporate lawyer. Divorced. Got two girls. She met him on one of her shopping runs, and they kept in touch. Clearly."
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