Escaping My Vicious Billionaire Husband

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wet dirt and exhaust fumes, but it was the smell of freedom. The tight

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by the curb. It looked like a military tank wrapp

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devoid of any human emotion. Colette recognized him instan

assive frame blocked out the sun

al instincts screamed at her to run. She took a qu

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around her thin bice

terror. She thrashed against his grip and whipped her he

oggs stood right inside the gates. He looked directly at her. Then, his eyes flicked down to the envelope. With a blank expression,

less against his raw strength. He dragged her to the

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the armored windows. The air inside the cabin was suffocatingly

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ed against her eardrums. He looked at her like she

had to press them against her thighs. "I didn't do it. I swear to

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is palm. The sharp metallic sound ec

pinned her back against the door, tra

his lips were an

whispered, his voice vibrating with rage, "

She clamped her mouth shut. Tears burned the bac

re agonizing second before givi

he SUV tore away from the prison curb, th

The trees blurred past. This wa

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exploded in her chest. She grabbed the chrome door handle and yank

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