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Chapter 14

Author: RARE
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ISA POV

Time really seemed to be having the mind of its own. Within a very short span, a month had flown by and I was well accustomed in my role in the US. And ever since the drastic gender reveal party, Xander has been a no show case and if I were to be bluntly honest, I was actually thankful for the peace and quiet. That man always managed to vex me so much I felt like biting his head whenever he was near, and his absence felt like magic. Even though I knew damn well that he still had his lackeys keeping an eye on him.

Although it was almost natural to ignore his possible existence, I did know with every cell in me that there was never a time I was going to shake him off.

A lot has happened in a month. Because the dearly beloved neighborhood wives found it really worth their time, attention and energy to nominate me for the annual presidential election of the little organization they had going there. I’ll admit, I was astonished that they had such a real thing going on, instead of j
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