Mated to the Father, Claimed by His Son.
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“My brother is dying…”
“Then you’ll do whatever I say, Sia. No questions. No hesitation. If you want to keep breathing.”
His grip was bruising, pinning her against the wall, his scent wrapping aroun...
“Then you’ll do whatever I say, Sia. No questions. No hesitation. If you want to keep breathing.”
His grip was bruising, pinning her against the wall, his scent wrapping aroun...
