Chapter 12

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Alone, he stared out the window at the world beyond. Who the hell did that to my Cheyenne? She should never be that terrified. I need her to be focused on us. Perhaps someone else's mistake will work to my benefit. She'll come to me for help. The thought made him smile. What if she doesn't turn to me? Then what? He frowned. I'll give it my all, but if it doesn't pan out, then things will turn violent. I love that woman too much to allow another man to take her from me. You belong to me, Cheyenne. I promise to find the psychopath who did this to you and make them pay. I love you, but you need to open your eyes to see the truth. I don't want things to get unnecessarily ugly. No one else will ever be allowed to harm or frighten you. You're far more deserving than that.

Besides, that part is my job.


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