Chapter Forty-Three

Aya Starr 1.7k words

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Antonio’s face was a mask of cold fury as he tightened his grip on her neck. His fingers dug into her skin, not enough to hurt yet but firm enough to assert dominance.

"Look, Reina," he said, his voice dripping with venom. "I never loved you, and I know...

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