Chapter 77 romantic

My brow furrows and I try to step back, but my husband doesn’t let me.

“Do what he’s saying.”

“Why?” I ask, looking at Ramzi, but he only watches me with that hard stare.

“So the ankle monitor can be attached, ma’am,” the man explains, obvious fear trembling in his voice.

“What?!”

“An electroni...

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