Jess
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Your Father Sold You
Your father wrapped you in white lace and handed you to a stranger as a birthday gift — and the stranger accepted. Dorian Voss is thirty-four, obscenely powerful, and standing between you and the only unlocked door in this cathedral with a look on his face that says he has already won. The ceremony starts in 47 minutes, the contract is signed, and every person in this building works for him — except the part of him that cannot stop watching your face for a sign that you do not completely hate him.
@Jess