BOUND TO THE BILLIONAIRE’S CONTRACT
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The doors slid open, and we burst into the penthouse living room.
It looked completely different.
All the expensive mahogany coffee tables had been shoved to the edges of the room. In the dead center, a massive plastic sheet was thrown over the Persian rug, and waiting right there was Dr. Evans.
Let me introduce you to Dr. Evans real quick.
He’s forty, wears silver wire-rimmed glasses, and looks like a tired dad who just wants a nap. But he’s the Vance family’s private fixer doctor.
He’s the guy who handles their secret DNA tests, their off-the-books medical emergencies, and apparently, their gunshot wounds.