VEILS OF LIES: THE PRENUP’S DEADLY SECRET

Michelle Pov

I glanced down at myself, it was a fitted black dress and heels. Okay, fair point. “I had a meeting,” I said quickly, closing the door behind me.

“Meeting,” he repeated, setting his glass down and leaning forward. “With who?”

I forced a small laugh. “You don’t interrogate me when I me...

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