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Chapter Seven: He Doesn't know when to quit.

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~Ariana Cross~

Tony remained standing, his eyes darted between us like he was watching a bomb tick.

I didn't wait for Lucien to answer. I spun on my heel and stormed toward the kitchen. The back hallway was narrow, dim, smelling of fryer grease and spilled beer. I pressed my back against the wall and dragged in a breath that shook.

I want you to be close to me.

Not a question. Not a request. A declaration from a man who'd never been told no in his life.

And the worst part, the absolute worst pa
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  • Fuel For Obsession: A Race    Chapter Seventeen: Yearning

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