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Absolute Devotion

Author: Tamara Love
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-06-06 23:30:13

Julian’s POV

I felt her lean into my hand like she was choosing the fire instead of running from it. Her warm cheek was pressed against my palm, and something inside my chest cracked open wider than it ever had before. She was shaking, but she wasn’t pulling away. Not anymore.

Her eyes stayed locked on mine. She still looked scared and furious. But under it all was that same stubborn fire that had fucked me up from the first night she walked into my penthouse wearing Serena’s face.

“You knew a
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Mel Villanueva
Finally!!!!!
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Medical4Life
Those were good chapters!! I figured Julian had to know, because there is no way you can become a billionaire, run the city, and have an obscene empire without knowing everyone and everything. He moves in silence, the best and only way to be successful! Checkmate!
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