Chapter 22

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~Harlow~ There is nothing I want to hear from those men, and I have no desire to listen to what they have to say. All of them blame me for what happened, and they are angry about my presence as much as they blame me for what happened. It's not as if I ever asked to be dragged down here or inside their mansion. Maybe if Thane and his gang of mates weren't such absolute assholes and didn't come up with all those stupid tasks for me to do, I would be happy and asleep in the storage closet. In that case, none of this would have happened, and they wouldn't have to deal with the current situation. And, of course, I wouldn't be trapped in their mansion, covered in blood, simply because Leon is too weak to hold himself together and not suck dry every person who walks up their stupid driveway.

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