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NINETEEN | TOXIC PEOPLE
I didn't like her question at all. Had Bella accompanied Ian yesterday, would they have made love? I did not want to think about it. I was the one who spent the night in his bed, not her. I wanted to be in denial as long as I could.
"I admire your guts. Are you certain that Ian is going to marry you?"
She was doing a poor job of trying to hide her jealousy. It definitely wasn't just the displeasure about Bella sleeping with a potential suitor before getting married to him.
Well, as a courtesan, I was licensed to sleep with him. But I didn't want to tell her who I was, not yet. She may not answer my questions if I did.
"And you are?" I asked.
"I am Madelyn, Lily's sister."
Lilianne was Prince Damian's dead wife, or rather, murdered wife.
"And you, my baby girl. What's your name?"
The little one glared at me and crossed her arms. "I am not your baby girl."
Ah! So this was Ian's niece, who was allowed to bang on
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