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The silence stretched like a blade between us. My nails pressed into his throat, and a fine line of red bloomed where his skin surrendered to me.
Caelum didn’t flinch. He didn’t beg. He didn’t even raise a hand to stop me. Instead, that damned smirk of his curved wider—mocking, daring.
"I see..." his voice slithered out, smooth, low, and dangerous. "So the little princess enjoys playing with sharp edges."
I tilted my head, let ...
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