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... massive bull toward the velvet-curtained corridor at the back. Runes crawled along the archway like lazy fireflies, reading heat, desire, danger. The minotaur’s hooves thudded—solid, patient—his weight like a moving fortress behind me.
"Woman," he warned, voice low as thunder under stone, "I don’t wish to hurt you."
"Shut up," I shot back without looking. "Just point me to the private rooms."
"Gah! You damnable woman," he raged. "Let me go!"
"Hell no. Don’t be a ...
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