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... supported himself with his arms on either side of Enna Clark, looking down at her, his voice low and hoarse, “Reason.”
His scorching breath sprayed on her face, on her neck… Enna turned her head away, avoiding his gaze, “I’m not feeling well.”
“Where do you not feel well?” Baron Lawrence’s brow furrowed, as if he could crush a fly with it. He turned around and grabbed her wrist, his eyes full of concern, “Another headache? Or somewhere else that’s uncomfortable?”
She felt ...
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