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... or?" He asked,
I barely had time to process anything before strong hands grabbed me. And just like that, he yanked me up and pulled me into his chest.
The scent coming from him was crisp, smooth, but refreshing like the old cedarwood mixed with the sharpness of winter Forest, bringing a sense of dominance but at the same time an undeniable calmness that I nuzzled myself into, he smells so good. So good I don’t want to pull away.
I don’t have to lift my gaze up to know tha ...
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