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... uckled my seatbelt, my hands were still trembling from my fury.
My nails bit into my palms, and the air inside the sleek interior felt too warm, too tight, even as he turned on the air conditioning.
Lucian glanced over as he pulled into traffic, his hands steady on the wheel.
“You’re fuming,” he noted with a small smirk, the dash lights casting a soft glow over his sharp features.
“Of course I am. That idiot was leering at me like I was some—some MILF from his hig ...
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