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CONVENIENT VOWS WITH THE BILLIONAIRE AWARD CEREMONY II
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NICHOLAS POV The moment I recognized the truth, a wave of revulsion coursed through me, stronger and more intense than before. My skin recoiled and I felt the unmistakable feeling of bugs crawling into my skin. This wasn't just some random woman. It was her. The realization snapped something inside me. My hand shot out, gripping her throat before she could react. With a burst of strength fueled by my fury and disgust, I slammed her against the wall. The thud echoed in the room and she whimpered, her hands clasping my wrist. "What the fuck do you think you're trying to do, Christabella?" I snarled, my voice low and lethal. Her eyes widened in horror, her pretense crumbling entirely. The confident smile she had worn earlier disappeared, replaced by panic as she struggled to breath through the intensity of my grip. "N...Ni...cho...las..." She choked, her voice trembling but I tightened my hold slightly, cutting her off."I asked you a question, Christabella!" I growled, my jaw clenc
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