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“Thanks, Clara Guess I should call soht back I leftthe neatly stacked pajama top and bottoms she had found on the floor beside the bed, she stepped outside and looked around Her car was gone She ran to the side of the house where she had often parked her car when she was a teenager but it was not there Calling Clara’s name as she ran back to the house, she was frantic

“My car is gone!”

“I believe Adal took it to the mechanic to be fixed Our prophet is very kind”

Clara didn’t look at Olivia as she spoke She hated to lie, but she had no idea what had happened to Olivia’s car She had a suspicion, though, that Adal had taken it A car as nice as Olivia’s would bring a pretty penny which would go far in caring for the prophet’s flock

Olivia spent the tih her childhood things She sat down on the floor and sifted through old photographs of happy times at her house in the mountains of Utah The old hoe years She had broken her are tree on the front lawn, but it hadn’t stopped her froht about the years she had spent here It was all she had known until she signed with a ency and moved to New York Now this place was all she had left of her parents

She lay down on her childhood bed and closed her eyes Her ht before and to the soup dinner and the wine that had tasted so good she drank it one gulp Then she rehtened, and theBut he was gone when she woke up Who was he? As Olivia lay there, she thought that maybe she could be in love, or at least lust She drifted in and out of sleep, with hazy snapshots of herinto view He was a man with dark hair and dark eyes, but she couldn’t quite see his face She remembered his naked body and how he felt inside of her He was as good as the billionaire lovers she had knohile ht it was one of her billionaire lovers at first, but then… Olivia sat straight up “It was Adal” Olivia’s heart was racing She hated that man