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a handful of napkins from the table

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on this woman makes me si

oulder, her fingers lazily stroking the

ighten with suffocating hatred, and I bit my lower

face turning white at the scene before he swung

you just offended? This is the Alpha King of th

of my knee, forcing me down onto the gl

or and beg Mr. Kensington

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ing the drink, but I w

his sharp gaze locking onto my amber e

n between his long fingers, forcing my face up so clo

he inhaled sharply, catching a faint trace of

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