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56. His Claim

作者: KATHLEEN HAYAT
last update 公開日: 2026-07-03 03:36:24

The dark, intoxicating pull of their bond tightened like a noose in the freezing midnight air, matching the unyielding weight of Dominic’s massive body crushing against hers. He had heard her words, her breathless declaration that Cassian was nothing but a dead, forgotten ghost to her, and the truth of it had fed the territorial beast in his chest. It turned his blinding, chaotic rage into a cold, calculated hunger that was twice as dangerous. He was a king who ruled by iron command, and he had
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