Hidden Heiress: They Lied

Hattie
Let go of my girl.
She had pushed herself up on one elbow, and her voice was not an old woman's voice anymore.
Hattie
This is my room, and she is my girl, and you will not touch her in it.
End of Chapter 5
Stories contain mature romantic and sexual content. All characters are fictional adults.
Leave
Let go of my girl.
She had pushed herself up on one elbow, and her voice was not an old woman's voice anymore.
This is my room, and she is my girl, and you will not touch her in it.
End of Chapter 5
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