Jem Zero

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“You have no job,” she stated, shifting in her seat as I waited for the other shoe to drop. “You are the Great Leader’s mate.” And there it was. The other shoe. The whole fucking wardrobe. My brows were at my hairline. “A what now?”
You're Not My King! (Extra! Extraterrestrial #1)
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