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... ring slightly.
Ryan’s guess was correct—she was indeed a few months pregnant.
"He’ll never know,"
the viscountess pleaded tearfully.
Sigh... I’m still too softhearted, Ryan thought, squeezing the lady’s soft white skin as he glanced at the corpse of Viscount Whitman beside them.
"Let’s hope he never finds out."
"He won’t. I swear he won’t."
Ryan had already turned to face the surrounding slaves.
"According to noble customs, you all ...
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