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CHAPTER 12

Auteur: Nancy Grey
last update Date de publication: 2026-01-22 20:47:18

Alessio’s POV

Hearing my future stepsister call me green-eyed demon did something to me. I felt it immediately, deep and sharp, like a spark catching where it shouldn’t. I kept my face calm, amused even, but inside, I felt that small, dangerous rush that comes when someone refuses to be intimidated.

She had gotten under my skin too.

And somehow, I liked that she had.

Getting her riled up was too easy. Too tempting. I told myself it was just entertainment, just a way to pass the time. But that w
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