Chapter 90 In Paris to clear my head

Nadia’s POV

"No," Kane growled, his voice so dark and thick with emotion it shook the glass windows of the penthouse. "I am not letting you go, Nadia. Never."

"Kane, please..." I sobbed, my tears soaking into the collar of his shirt as he held me tightly against his chest on the living room rug. "...

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