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Chapter Eight: My Next Boyfriend

Ashton's face was dark with anger as he flipped the table, shooting a fierce look at Layla as if he wanted to swallow her whole.

"You can't wait to shout it to the world, can you? Is it because you don't want me to get in your way for hunting the next catch?"

"I'm not wrong about you being a nuisance," Layla replied as she ran her fingers through her beautiful curly hair. She flashed a sweet smile, grabbed her purse from the couch, rose up tall over Ashton, and declared, "Let's ...

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