Whispers Of Devotion
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Last published Mon, Dec 1, 2025
Older man. Younger woman. 45 and 28.
He's a billionaire, she's a nurse.
He has 2 kids; son and daughter
She is single and working, doesn't mind a husband.
Forces are working against them, will their love prevail? (Fast paced)
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