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... en light casting shadows across his average build.
He raised one hand, palm up, and a low, hissing mist formed around him—the moisture pulled from the air itself, drawn to his skin like a living shroud, condensing into droplets that traced his form. I
n seconds, his shirt clung to him, soaked through, outlining the subtle muscles beneath, water dripping from his chin, his tousled black hair plastered across his forehead like he’d stepped through a waterfall, rivulets running down ...
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