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Chapter 3

Word Count: 475    |    Released on: 24/06/2025

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d, taking a step forward. "Plea

to his mistress. "Her connections got me the best surgeo

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lf," he sneered. "And you'r

atio, through the lavish living room, and into his home office. The other guests averted

American flag hung on the wall behind his

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dge of his mahogany desk. The pain was sharp, but

on me, his eyes wild. He grabbed my hair, yanking m

al need to humiliate me, to shatter any illusion I had of my own worth. He wanted

smoothed his suit jacket. He looked down at

escension. "I'll go to the hospital. For one

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