Sins of the Past

Sins of the Past

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He has always owned me-my heart and my body. And now he's here again. He's back in my world, the one I had locked away from him. He's here again, to claim me. To show me that I've always belonged to him. And that I always will. Well... then he'll have to keep himself in check, because I'm not about to fall to my knees again. Definitely not in front of Leon Hall King. Prepare for the worst, darling. This is only the beginning.
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