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... nted to break her hand every time she touched my arm."
"That’s not.. how did you...."
"The binding, I felt everything you felt. Every spike of jealousy, every possessive thought." His thumb brushed my cheekbone. "It was quite illuminating."
I wanted to die, to just sink into the floor and cease to exist.
"In my defense," I said, "she was being deliberately provocative."
"She was. Succubi enjoys causing jealousy, feeding on the emotional chaos it creates." ...
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