Chapter 22 I like it better on you.

The knowledge that I hated him as fiercely as he hated me didn’t excite me—it shattered me. My chest tightened, and I swallowed hard, my hands fell, clenching to my side. The ire in my veins soared to a new high as His fingers dragged down my lips, grazing the soft skin of my chin. His green eyes, h...

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