Prisoner of My Fiancé: The Verdict Is Desire
Clara Whitfield
"Get on your knees and lick that spilled liquor off the floor!"
After six years apart, Edward Thomas 's first command when he saw me was to lick up the alcohol pooled on the floor.
Under everyone's scrutinizing gaze, my former lover watched me coldly.
But I knew I deserved this. I had it coming.
From the day I falsely identified Edward as a murderer, I knew I would live in regret for the rest of my life.
My daughter's illness, my father's hypocrisy, the torment from my former love...
After six years apart, Edward Thomas 's first command when he saw me was to lick up the alcohol pooled on the floor.
Under everyone's scrutinizing gaze, my former lover watched me coldly.
But I knew I deserved this. I had it coming.
From the day I falsely identified Edward as a murderer, I knew I would live in regret for the rest of my life.
My daughter's illness, my father's hypocrisy, the torment from my former love...