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Five years ago, I disappeared with his parting gift—
Now that “gift” is five, fierce, and gives him the same look I did the night he broke me.
Lesson learned: never trust a man.
Especially not the sinfully hot alpha your dad tried to trade you to—
The one who kissed you like a fever dream, then proposed to your sugar-coated snake of a sister.
I left with a secret in my belly and a vow:
No more begging. No more bonds.
Now I run an herbal empire, wear silver daggers like jewelry, and a daughter who bites.
And him?
He’s back.
With roses, blood oaths, and disturbingly good dad...
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