Page 166 of Property of Royal

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I see red.

It’s not kidnapping, Not really.I plan to protect her.

I take her far from Hell, Kentucky.

Camping.Lakes.Open roads.A “vacation” she didn’t ask for.

Something follows us.

I don’t know if it’s the Reverend’s crew.

The rumors about a lake monster.

Or my wife, who knows the stakes too well.

Brittany thinks I’m the danger.

She’s wrong.

Because I’m the only thing keeping her alive.

And if saving her means burning my marriage, my club, and every rule I’ve lived by, then so be it.

She was never meant to be anyone’s secret.

She was meant to be Property of Oaks.

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