Reborn From Ashes: The Billionaire's Obsession

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fire choked her throat. She coughed violently, her chest

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cent of fresh blood hit her nose, instantly replacing the ima

t her left wrist. A shallow, bleedin

recognized the black marble vanity and the luxurious fixtures. Th

twenty-two-year-old face stared back, completely un

burning warehouse flooded her mind. A visceral gag reflex seiz

with weakness. She pulled her shivering, wet body out of the

her. In her past life, Damien had run into that

loor in the adjacent hallway. They were moving too

violently kicked open. It slammed again

ing stood in

ed charcoal suit. His dark eyes were

of hesitation. His expensive Italian leather shoes sp

is large, calloused hands were visibly sh

wrapped it tightly around her bleeding cut, pu

s welled up in her eyes. She could feel the viole

long his cheek. He let out a ragged, furious breath

r, his voice echoing off the tiles.

ed right hand. Her cold fingertips

nto dangerous slits. He misinterpreted the gentle gest

arms. He ignored the dampness and the blood

chest. She could hear the deafening, erra

is long strides quickly crossed the p

king-sized bed. His hands moved with agonizing care, t

nthouse hit her wet skin. She shive

. He pulled it up over her bare shoulders, tucking

the nearby lounge chair. His spine was completely r

ned her mouth, desperate to apolog

a pathetic, broken croak. She fai

es were dark and stormy, r

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