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Abandoned No More: Too Late To Love Me

Abandoned No More: Too Late To Love Me

Author: Tity
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Chapter 1 Kidnapped

Word Count: 1064    |    Released on: Today at 13:54

nt of the entrance, a rusted-out red sedan

bound behind her back, a strip of

her. His hoarse voice sent a

ancée. $4 million in ransom... that's no

ut another word, he ripped the tape from her mout

beep...

ternity, a deep, calm mal

el

bled from h

d. They want $4 million to let me

n Trevor's voice tur

is sick. Her last wish is to have th

n did it

ding wa

st love, now condemned

. When Summer learned Trevor had agreed, s

her head f

swear! Please, you

emained a blade, sha

t you be more understanding, just this once? My

die?" she asked, her voice tight with unshe

r fro

p. "Summer, why can't you

nce had e

snatched the

much for this woman. $4 million is pocke

in his immaculate white suit, phone in hand. Across from him, Pe

d past guests who marveled a

rk touched T

not p

napper

dnapped Trevor's first love-at

eyton's soft, weak v

is just for show, it's a memory I'll cherish forever. If Summer is doing

answer

omise. And I int

r let out a

auty... Aren't you afraid something migh

ce dripped w

fact, I'll give you an e

ords, Summer ch

y she could melt his frozen heart. But the moment Peyton returned, everything she had buil

er gave a c

you put it that way, we'll b

o Summer, his eyes gleami

merciless man. He's basically gi

ething between Summer's lips, an

, a strange sense of une

he had never been able to stand Pey

been giving him the silent tr

e, she had g

st to pull him a

elf he had s

ologized, he would give her a real wed

sion, lowered her eyes and murmured, "Trev

fault," he an

le eyes g

continue?" she

fraction of a second,

yet triumphant, smile

never win a

ow-silent phone. Her heart felt as if it ha

died wi

to save

floor. She waited for the right moment... then slashed at her remai

her get away!" the kid

r's veins, but she kept running-barefoot, gasping-down the dese

mmered again

ely isolated, with n

impossibly expensive model, tore down the

car than to be dragged

nd threw herself in f

the asphalt, a sound that r

nches from her, but the momentum sen

opened. A pair of flawlessly polished b

cased in tailored trou

crouch

and her eyes focused on hi

. It's

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