He thought that it was her, the girl from their past. But it wasn't. She was wearing a white cotton cloth from head to toe. She didn't have any slippers on and oddly, her feet are clean and if she's been running frantically, there would have been cuts on her instep from rocky roads. Andromeda also noticed it as she shook her head. The girl was breathing. Alessandro reached the girl's tag on her left wrist. He frowned on the name.
The Billionaire's Kept Woman
Urban · TheIllusionist
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