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... and he let me, stepping back just enough to give me air. My lips still burned from his teeth, my tongue still tasted the whiskey he’d fed me. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and glared.
"So this is it?" I snapped. "Your big plan? Drag me into a snow globe where everything’s frozen except you and me?"
Devon tilted his head, that slow, filthy smirk curling. "You make it sound cheap."
"It is cheap," I spat. "You built a cage and called it a gift."
He laughe ...
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