Chapter 9
Chloe's POV
Robert Smith. My father. Victor's best friend of thirty years. Currently holding two bottles of aged whiskey, staring at me in complete shock.
Staring at my messy hair.
Staring at my bare legs.
Staring at the collar of my shirt—covered in hickeys and bite marks.
Thud.
T...
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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 
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