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He rescued me when I had nowhere else to turn.
Now, this filthy talking man is demanding payment, but he doesn’t want money.
He wants me in his bed, obeying his every command.

All my life, I wanted to be loved. Instead, I was ignored.
My father gave me what I wanted so he could go back to ignoring me.
Once I understood that, life became easier.
When he arranged to marry me off to the son of his biggest ally, I didn’t mind.
Marco was the older brother of my best friend and honestly, he made me burn.
I wanted to belong to him.
I wanted in his life, his bed and definitely in his heart.
It didn’t quite work out that way⎯

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"That smells good," she whispers, her voice sweet and quiet. That's another thing that I appreciate about Helena. I've heard her laughing and joking with Melina and although they get loud, Helena's voice is always understated and calming. Perfect. With the hell my life has in it, calming is exactly what I want to fill my home. "I'm afraid the staff is at a minimum with your father out of town," I mutter, trying to keep my anger out of my voice. Did the bastard not think he daughter needed care, too? "Still the cook had some rizogalo left over from breakfast. I was afraid that would be too sweet, and you wanted salty, so I remembered your father had the staff serve us tiropita during our meeting. I had her heat a few up. Won't be as good as fresh, but they should hit that salt craving." "Not sure I'm up to the rice, but tiropita sounds delicious," she confesses, struggling to sit up while I place her tray over her lap. "First thing is first," I tell her... (Click the button to keep reading.)


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