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The Aloof CEO's Unclaimed Bride

Autor: Baebiii
Contemporary Romance
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Leia o romance The Aloof CEO's Unclaimed Bride escrito pelo autor Baebiii publicado no WebNovel. Engaged to the city's youngest billionaire, the man whom she had a crush on for years, Aurora believed she had it all—love, wealth, and a bright future. Little did she know, she was merely a substitut...

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Engaged to the city's youngest billionaire, the man whom she had a crush on for years, Aurora believed she had it all—love, wealth, and a bright future. Little did she know, she was merely a substitute for his ex-lover. Determined to spare herself further heartbreak, Aurora disappeared from his life on their wedding day, leaving no trace of her existence. But life had a cruel twist in store for her. She was pregnant with his children. Five years later, their paths crossed again. He refused to let her escape. He was set to win her heart and that of his twins. Torn between the love that once broke her, her children’s greatest wish, a threatening court case, unsolved murders and secrets, what will Aurora do? ~~***~~ Cover not mine, all credit goes to the owner. Mature Content! Adorable Kids!

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