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| of the faceless gents you bed up with each day and night." |

| He kissed her long and hard, his arms encircling her waist. He drew her close, feeling her magnificent breasts crushing against him. It was hard not to take her sexually at this very moment. But he would have her every day and night from now on. |

| Until he tired of her. |

| "My little half-breed," Stanford whispered against her lips. "I'm taking you with me to the outback. We are going to live on a sheep station. You will be there for me at my beck and call." |

| He leaned her away from him, looking into her green eyes. "But you are never to talk about me to anyone," he warned. "Do you understand? No one." |

| Bianca nodded anxiously, unsure of what he truly expected of her. Whatever it was, she knew that she had no choice but to go with him. If she refused, who could say what he would do to force her to? But was she delaying the inevitable? How would he treat her when she began to show with child? Fleshy by nature, she was six months along already and was not showing. She had no idea how long she could fool him, or what to expect when he did finally find out. |

| "I understand that I speak to no one about you," she said, hurrying into her dress. |

| "If anyone other than those who will live at my sheep station should ask, you belong to a sheepherder under my employ," Stanford further warned. "It is imperative, Bianca, that you do as I ask." |

| Bianca nodded again. Believing that she truly understood, Stanford picked up her valise, locked |

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