The Hitman’s Daughter by Amity Maree – Chapter Eight

Chapter Eight Dilly couldn’t sleep. After kissing Race goodnight, she’d locked the door as she promised her father, shutting off the lights and the television. She then went to her room, stripped and took a look in the mirror. The state of her backside wasn’t a shock to her. Dilly already knew that she bruised […]
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