67 CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVEN

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Annalise had only one thought in her mind as soon as she saw them leaning very close together, about to break the space between them and probably seal it with a kiss.

For some reason unbeknownst to her, she had no intention of letting that ''Gracey'', the high lord, Gerthy of kimberthan unruly daughter have her claws on Williams. For some reason, the thought of Gracey gracing his bed or he has had her blood boiling. She may not like Williams, but....

She was not going to let some some have him, not a woman like that. If she had any say in it.

And so, without thinking, she had walked briskly into the room they were in so closely leaning together and with Gracey's hand around his neck, pulling him close with her lips puckered up towards his and he leaning towards her. She knew she had to do anything to get Gracey's hands off her soon-to-be husband.

As soon as their lips touched, a sudden desire burns within her.

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