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Who The Hell Is Justin?-part2
Author: Phenomenal.
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He squeezed her hands tighter, his gaze locking onto hers with an intensity that made the air feel electrified.

"And it was the best thing that ever happened to me, Roxana. Because if I had been wearing my true identity—if I had walked around as the billionaire heir to Vanguard Apex—people wouldn't love me for who I am. They would love me for what I have to offer. They would want the power, the money, the name, not the man underneath."

Roxana stopped breathing. The fierce, defensive anger in he
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