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I came to collect on a debt. Money. Nothing else. By the time I left, I had something so much more valuable than money—his beautiful daughter. From one look, I was determined. From one taste, I was obsessed. I ran into the arms of my father’s enemy. He came for me and had no intention of letting me go. From one look, I was mesmerized. From one taste, I was his.
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