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... rable pain shoot up to his brain, numbing his senses.
The Don's grip around Matt's neck felt like a boa constrictor death hug, almost snuffing the life out of him. But his suffocating grip was nothing compared to the darkness in those narrowed grimly brimming orbs.
The aura the Don currently emitted reminded Matt of Blaze Anderson whenever the latter was possessed by one of those demons that controlled him.
The two were simply perfect for each other, which was the main re ...
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