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... its of dead Sinclairs who all looked like they had died of constipation.
Aria walked down the center of the Persian runner, her neon green feathers trembling with every step. Beside her, Damien wasn’t just walking; he was prowling.
The cold, bored CEO mask he usually wore around his family had cracked. In its place was a man vibrating with a dark, heavy hunger that had nothing to do with dinner.
He pulled her to a stop just outside the massive oak double doors.
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