The Wife He Paid to Leave
One type. That look of working for a living.
I looked at my reflection in the dark glass. Dark hair. Strong hands.
The fear I carried out of the lawyer's office sat up. What if I was only ever a copy?
End of Chapter 6
Stories contain mature romantic and sexual content. All characters are fictional adults.
LeaveOne type. That look of working for a living.
I looked at my reflection in the dark glass. Dark hair. Strong hands.
The fear I carried out of the lawyer's office sat up. What if I was only ever a copy?
End of Chapter 6
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