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... Pizza, but inside her veins the rhythm had changed.
She couldn’t drag her gaze away from Enzo.
The man who should have been swallowed by Virenkai’s graveyard of betrayals, now stood pouring smoothies as if death had been a costume he’d merely slipped out of.
Enzo looked leaner, harder, his cheekbones shadowed with hunger and secrets.
His eyes those dark, bottomless pits lifted and caught hers.
For a second too long, neither blinked. Recognition cracked bet ...
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