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... Pervert! Just like his brother.
I cursed as I hit my fist on my lap for the umpteenth time. I had no idea what game Malachi Blackwood was playing, but I would not be a pawn on his chessboard.
He’d only just arrived, and he’d managed to kiss me twice. And I was ashamed of myself for wanting it. Even though I didn’t like Travis, he was my husband, and I had to stay loyal till I got him to sign the damn divorce papers.
At the thought of it, my head spun. I would be free in ...
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