Being Mr CEO's Bride
I chuckled, more to ease the way I felt than because I found his words funny,
“Well, there's something I didn't know.” I said with dripping sarcasm, “Anything else you want to tell me, Mr. Montgomery?”
I pulled out my phone to check if I had any new messages, and when I looked up again, my brain short-circuited, and my mouth went dry.
Freddy was standing and unbuttoning his shirt. He pulled it off to reveal a body that belonged to a god.
My eyes ran down his chest, his biceps, his shoulder muscles that flexed in ways I found obscene as he pulled off his shirt.
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