Escaping The Billionaire's Gilded Cage

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from the PTSD that shattered my life. When I was finally accepted into Juilliard,

receptionist handed me an official certifica

d been nothing but vitamin supplements. I had been perfectly hea

o overhear him laughing with his friends. He was married.

t. "A few tweaked reports, the right 'medication' to keep her fogg

worshipped, had orchestrated my imprisonmen

slid a check across the table. "Tak

check in her face, declaring my love was

leave. After my father's death anniversary