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... art of himself behind a wall of restraint. Duty, image, control—those were the things that had defined him. Even now, beneath Riven’s touch, those instincts had tried to rise again, tried to cage the emotions surging through him.
And Ronan finally broke.
"Riven," he breathed.
It came out low, rough—his voice catching like it had been trapped in his throat for years. This time, he moved his body, he did not just move his neck to face Riven.
Riven responded just the ...
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