Chapter 12

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Thane ‘What the f**k is wrong with this woman? Does she think I have time to waste.’ his thoughts were raging wild as he kept banging on the door. Today is the day… They were going to get their marriage certificate but Hilda locked herself in the bedroom. He is in a sleek, charcoal-black suit that defines his body even though he is confined in a wheelchair. His hand kept banging the door, his eyes turned cold and hard and his lips pressed together — frustration written all over his face. “Woman, open the f*****g door.” He thundered as he paced back and forth in front of the door. “Thane?” Luvinia's voice broke him from the million thoughts running through his mind. “She locked herself in.” Was only what she said. Luvinia stood on her toes and whispered something to Langston and he

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