Married to My Father's Killer
Q.Monroeclandestine affair:my wife fell for my fatherseducing the villains fathermy husband's killer affairfather i don't want this marriage
He entered the combination and pulled out a thick, leather-bound book that looked less like an accounting record and more like a grimoire.
Ariella took the ledger. It felt heavy, cold, and strangely satisfying in her hands. This was the true key.
"Leave us, Adrian," Ariella ordered. "Lucien will ensure you are held safely until we determine your utility."
Adrian nodded, accepting the term "utility" without offense. He was escorted out.
Ariella placed the ledger on the desk, not opening it yet. She waited until the door was firmly closed.
"Sebastian didn't trust anyone," Lucien observed. "That ledger tracks blood, favors, and hidden assets, not cash flow."
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