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		<description>The original writings of author Katia van Des</description>
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			<title>Chapter 3</title>
			<description>&quot;YOU'RE DOING WHAT!?&quot; Screamed Jessica, loudly into my face. As we sit in Starbucks at eight forty-five in the morning. &quot;I'm going out to dinner with Ethan...&quot; I said again for the hundredth time it seems. Jessica being, well Jessica, she sighed and sat back in her seat. She looked over at her newbo..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2</title>
			<description>Saturday, August 6th, it's been three days since I've been roughly abused by Robert, most importantly since I've been to work, or had any contact with the outside world. It's not normal for me to not talk to anyone, but I'm pretty sure everything is fine, My desk is probably filled with the same pap..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>Sitting in my car in front of my soon to be ex-husband's law firm. I hate this building with a passion. A month ago, I found my husband and his s****y assistant making passionate love on his desk. Impregnating her and causing me lots of pain and humiliation. It was our anniversary that day, and I wa..</description>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>Why must it be such terrible weather on my anniversary? This is the worst. I really hope I can steal Robert away from his office and all of his politics. I absolutely hate politics, but it's what I work with, being the best Lawyer in Los Angel California. Born and Raised in London and by a headstron..</description>
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			<title>The Verdict</title>
			<description>Vanessa Chantler a young, and bright lawyer, who comes from a famous, well-known, and well built English family of lawyers, is going through hell in her three years of marriage. As she's found out her</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2: Letters</title>
			<description>6 months laterWest India Green Estate It&amp;rsquo;s been 6 months since Ace and uncle Jacob have been here. Mother and father have been back and forth on business trips. Mother has been very secretive lately, but she can&amp;rsquo;t hide anything from me. They leave me home alone too much. Mother and Fathe..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1: A Simple Job.</title>
			<description>Sitting on top of a high building in India looking over the city for anything fun to do. I was wearing my black and deep purples hooded master assassin's robe like uncle Jacob's that he had made for me and sent to me for my birthday. He told me to keep it hidden from mother very well so she would ne..</description>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>Entering the backstory of the book.</description>
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			<title>Assassin's Love</title>
			<description>Infinity Frye the daughter of Evie Frye and Henry Green.  and father. On her sixteen birthday, she starts to get a taste of adventure and love.</description>
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