Chapter 5

Beatrice's POV

I reached into my purse and pulled out the familiar weight of the Range Rover keys. Marcus's pride and joy, the car he'd spent months customizing, the one he never let anyone else drive.

Except now I was driving it.

"Please," I said, holding up the keys. "Please just look at these....

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1. Chapter 1

2. Chapter 2

3. Chapter 3

4. Chapter 4

5. Chapter 5

6. Chapter 6

7. Chapter 7

8. Chapter 8

9. Chapter 9

10. Chapter 10

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