MR. BILLIONAIRE'S LITTLE SLAVE
I felt a gentle hand on mine it was Kara.
“Are you okay?” she asked softly.
“I’m fine, Kara. I just can’t wait to make them bleed.”
“That time is coming, Maya,” she replied firmly.
Kara had been my rock in Switzerland. She was there when I was pregnant, stayed with me in the hospital, and proved that sometimes strangers are kinder than blood.
“Maya, I think that’s our car. Wow... a limousine? With an 'A' flag badge?” Kara noted, impressed.
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