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[Read by Andi Arndt and Sebastian York] Here is the fifth installment in Meghan March's thrilling Beneath series. Look, but don't touch . . . she might as well wear a neon sign that says it. It just makes me want her more. She might be above me in every way, but I still want her under me. I've got no business touching her rich-girl skin, but that won't stop me from stealing a taste. Because rules were meant to be broken -- especially when the prize is so fine. In a world where nothing is as it seems, what's buried beneath these lies?
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|Manufacturer:||Blackstone Audio, Inc.|
|Publisher:||Blackstone Audio, Inc.|
|Studio:||Blackstone Audio, Inc.|
|Item Size:||1 x 6 x 6 inches|
|Package Weight:||0.05 pounds|
|Package Size:||6 x 1.2 x 1.2 inches|
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