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d waist. I pressed my tear-soaked face against h

, Axel's massive b

s only fo

narled, his voice a low, dangerous ru

forcefully tore me off him, shoving me backward. I stumbled, my bare feet sli

at me with such devastating tenderness before he died in the wa

ocating shadow over me. "Crying, screaming, starving yourself... none of that worked. So now you'

In my past life, I had used every vile, disgusting method to for

e..." I shook my head franticall

riginals President insignia. And just below his collarbone, a faded bullet

orward, ignoring his lethal glare, and gen

nal muscles insta

d, looking up into his dark, stormy eyes. I stood on my toe

ke a feral cat every time he touched me. My kiss was clum

move. Then, I heard a low, involuntary groan tear from his throat. His large hand gra

re his mouth away from mine and pushed me back, his breathing heavy,

itted his teeth, his chest heavi

st with the President patch-and roughly shoved his ar

knock

attered the heavy t

pect. "Breakfast is ready. Also, Mrs. Wallace asked if the Old Lady s

tingly sweet style I had forced upon this gritty,

ard the door to dismiss the Prospect,

out, my voice sur

and on the doorkno

that pink garbage into the incinerator. Strip this room of everything that belongs to my old taste. Fro

grown a second head. I, the spoiled brat who screamed at

re narrowed, a flicker of genuine sho

Prospect stammered, quickl

ying to decipher my angle. "If you think playin

tence, the walkie-talkie clipp

rez. We have a situation at the main gate. Blaze Golden is outside. He'

e Go

into the room lik

rous, blood-chilling darkness. He slowly turned his head to look

rnering its prey. "That's what the tears and the kiss were for. S