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t vibrated through my chest, but the only thing d
screen that remained cold and unyielding. The message I had sent
from my memory... I'm forgetting her
n have the luxury to weep. I was standing in the most dangerous, restricted bar in
ng thoughts as she leaned in, shouting over the loud bass. "Is it because of y
anned the dark, flashing lights around us. "This isn't a joke! If my father or
to brush it off. "I'm too young to die,
know my family! I'm Marin Alakan-I'm not even allowed to use my own surname in publ
was a prisoner to a prominent family that hid me away like a shame, a
osphere in the VIP section directl
tepped out of the shadows. The sheer presence of the man radiated pure, lethal authority. Broad
Karan
d. A dangerous, suffocating charge passed between us-a
's brother, lost his temper and lunged blindly toward Ka
s er
da screamed, but
d a strike, Karan caught him by the collar and slammed him violently against the bar cou
l my spine hit the wall, co
of blood from his knuckles, and turned his gaze directly back to me. The room fel
his dark, commanding pres
owled, his voice a low, dangerous rumble near my ear. "Get ou
ce, my pulse racing as the realization hit me: My s

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