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Thoughts–Taking off gloves in baby Mama's to be room

Ryan's POV

I froze in my spot, mouth slightly agape, as I stared down at my phone. Cromwell's words caught me off guard, and I could swear that I was startled.

I caressed my temple, holding my phone poised in my hand and snapping out of my shocked stance, regaining my calm composure.

His words sounded weird as it sank in. Out of everything in this universe, it's an arranged marriage he is requesting from me? His senses must have been addled.

"Alpha Ryan, are you there?" His voice sounded through my phone speaker, and I batted my lashes.

"This is the wrong number, Cromwell. Don't call this number again, you are forbidden from requesting anything from me," I warned, my voice filled with a clear threat. How dare he make such a proposition to me? He clearly had no regard for his life anymore. He was old enough to know better.

"Alpha Ryan, please hear me out. It's about my daughter and my vintage manufactured products worth billions. You would have the profit from everything. Just consi
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