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... o flicker of emotion, just dead eyes staring back at me, like a bottomless abyss you could never see the end of. And it would be the last thing I see.
I’d be a fool if I didn’t feel his killing intent spiking toward me. In this moment, I didn’t see a seven-foot man holding me like you’d do clothing, but a predator ready to devour his prey.
He leaned toward me, slow and lethal, eyeing me like I was the most unusual thing, before he brought his lips to my ear. "You’re not fighting, ...
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