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What Do You Take Me For?

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Evelyn's POV

I stared up at Sebastian's face, desperately searching for any trace of the gentle, affectionate man who'd kissed me so softly in the kitchen just hours ago.

But the person looking down at me now was a total stranger—beautiful, dominating, and terrifying in equal measure.

"No," I said firmly, trying to inject a cold steel into my wavering voice. "I don't want this."

His laugh was low and bitterly dark, entirely devoid of any warmth. "You are mine. You belong to me. No one else is a
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