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He's Getting Under My Skin

作者: Nurulwrytss
last update 公開日: 2026-04-25 03:36:23

Chapter 15

(Sophia's POV)

Common enemy.

I'd said it plainly in the back of Dax's car and Xander had confirmed it without hesitation. Those two words had quietly dismantled something I'd been holding onto for fifteen years.

The clean simplicity of my hatred.

It was considerably harder to hate a man who was handing you evidence against the person who'd actually destroyed your family.

I was finding that out the inconvenient way.

Izzy was waiting in my office at eight-fifteen with cof
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