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... stinctively, he reached out and grabbed the back of the chair behind him. Bendyke seemed as if he couldn’t stand the slightest bit of distance and repeatedly got closer. Bendyke buried his face in the already half-exposed nape of Aeroc’s neck. As the blade-like nose passed near his carotid artery, Aeroc felt threatened, as if the razor-sharp teeth beneath would tear a blood vessel at any moment.
His opponent, who liked to pretend to be a gentleman, didn’t tear at his buttons like a beast ...
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