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... redator and that rustic girl are irritants enough. I won’t add my own scheming sister to the list of pests he is forced to tolerate.’
She eventually reached the entrance to her private sanctuary, a heavy door of dark oak, intricately embellished with the Montgomery hawk. Victoria pressed both her palms against the cool, smooth wood, taking a final, steadying breath that did little to actually settle her nerves.
Then, she shoved it open.
She stepped inside and allowed the ...
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