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CHAPTER 83 Dolled up

Eliza's POV

The rough hands dragging me from the jet were relentless, leaving bruises on my arms. My legs wobbled beneath me, but they didn't care. The man in the Arabian robe barked orders in a language I couldn't understand, his voice cold and sharp like a whip. I could hear the sea growing fa...

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