Mariana McMurtrie

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He chuckled, totally unbothered by my less-than-cordial tone. “Venus, such tender emotions emanating from you warm my old heart.” I scrunched my face at him, annoyed by how charming I always found him to be in spite of everything. “You’re hardly old. It’s your habit of marrying off the Bello sisters that’s getting old,” I grumbled.
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