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A slow, wicked smirk curled across his sinful lips.
So this frightens her.
He wasn’t even sure why he’d done it, but the sight of crimson blood streaking her pale porcelain skin stirred something primal in him something that found it almost... appealing.
It even tasted good.
The predator within ...
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