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Chapter 317: Tied Up and Over It
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Ransom?
Possible.
Organ trafficking? God, I hoped not.
A deep voice cut through my thoughts.
"Are you Lyander’s woman?"
My head snapped toward the source.
A man—tall, broad-shouldered, and dressed in an expensive-looking black suit—stood at the front. Unlike the others, he wasn’t wearing a mask, giving me a clear view of his dark skin, sharp jawline, and the ridiculous number of gold chains draped around his neck.
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