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... t scent of night-blooming jasmine with a sharp note, like fresh blood—meant to unsettle. Her voice was low and tempting, a weapon designed to soothe and weaken
But Edward was not a callow youth. He was a survivor. A creature of instinct. And his every instinct screamed that the woman in front of him was a coiled viper. Beautiful. Hypnotic. Utterly lethal.
He didn’t pull away. He didn’t flinch. He simply stood his ground. A rock in the stream of her charm. His own presence a silen ...
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