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shaking with rage. "We may be getting married, but if you ev

e finally let go, his eyes glittering

, tilting his head, "yo

d if you touch me agai

icker. No anger, no shoc

g his jaw. "Do tell, princess-what ex

ittle trust fund brat makes you untouchable? Cute. But let's be clear-I don't care ho

miled. Moc

hell," he murmured, voice silky with venom. "Bu

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say in what happens next?" He stepped forward, invading my space, voice dropping to a low, lethal whisper. "You

turn, but I refu

elusional

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him. "Over m

dust off his sleeve. "I don't need y

but I refused to show it. Inst

more from the great Leonidas Astor," I mocked. "What's

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voice all smooth, sharp edges. "You

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time, his sm

t time, I sa

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e pet, is that it?" I tilted my head, eyes narrowing. "

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rin

dy's-money-made-me-this-way little prick," I s

eathing slow and controlled, but

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then h

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kered in his gaze.

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he murmured, voice

oulder against his in the most dis

my voice dripping with mocker

, the weight of his presence thick in the air between u

e that, war

of us plan