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... amiliar, vicious twist in my chest—jealousy. The way she automatically smiled up at Francis, like a starstruck fangirl. I hated it. I have always been possessive. It’s in my blood, carved by years of hunting, claiming, surviving. But this—this hurt in a way bullets never could. Especially when she pushed me away.
I understood. It was almost a forced marriage.
Yes. I forced it.
I wanted her. I was stupid. Reckless. But I’m not ready to let her go. Maybe one day—when I fina ...
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