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61. She'll entertain us

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NINA

Jeremiah moved ahead, his steps confident as he led us toward a private booth carved into a shadowed alcove. I noticed how the people stopped, moved out of his way and stared at him. Men nodded with deference. Women smiled at him, their eyes hopeful for his attention. His scars didn't deter them but instead they seemed to want him more.

Unlike the way hesitation and fear that sparked in their eyes when they looked at Jeremiah though, they nodded and smiled at Lachlan. A few of them even stepped forward to shake hands with him and exchanged pleasantries. And, I realised even when in appearance Jeremiah was golden and bright, Lachlan was people’s favorite it seemed, more approachable and less dangerous.

And then there was me. Men looked at me with curiosity and women stared at me with a frown and tight lips, almost unwelcoming.

I didn’t belong here, a voice whispered in my head, giving breath to the fear and insecurities burning inside me.

I didn’t know what would happen next.
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paigelee89
Gotta love/hate these cliffhangers!!! Lol such a good book!!
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sandy
i don't like him at all, my least favourite character of all the books. theres no coming back after all this disrespect in front of everyone
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ctw5
I really wish I could prebuy your books in their entirety!!!! So GOOD!!! Need more chapters ASAP...
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  • Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance)   60. Whispers- The Club

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  • Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance)   59. Beginning of a punishment

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  • Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance)   58. If this was a punishment

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