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36] Their Kuzgun Saçlı Melek.

He wrapped his fingers around her upper arm and gently slammed her against the wall next to the door, enclosing her with his arms.

He disliked being touched in such a manner unless it was in connection with sexual behaviour. She attempted to move his arm, but he remained immobile; he was far too strong for her, and she was forced to raise her head and meet his hard gaze.

"Move." She stated bluntly.

Instead of speaking, he snarled with his upper lip curling upwards.

"Fucking move!" She cried out, pressing her hand against his chest roughly.

His hands encircled her wrists, preventing her from lashing out at him physically.

"The last woman who slapped me in that manner." He paused for effect as he growled.

"Was taken roughly up against a wall, screaming my name and submitting herself to my every whim." He leant in close, whispering in her ear.

"Is that what you want, benim kuzgun saçlı meleğim?" (my raven-haired angel) He

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