Haley Turner

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“Then there’s me. I have my own fortune passed down to me from my father. It’s more than enough to live on, and have fun with, too. We can do all sorts of things together, Marnye, if you wanted.” “We’re only eighteen,” I whisper, looking away.
In the Arms of the Elite (Rich Boys of Burberry Prep, #4)
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