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Chapter 12

CHAPTER 12

“The heart of another is a dark forest, always, no matter how close it has been to one’s own.”__William Wordsworth

MELODY POV

Hazel eyes, rainforest, and hot muscles.

That’s the definition of distraction in all forms of the word and I hated it.

The things I felt for Jordan Fuckin’ Rothschild had to be all inhuman, and I found myself having a hard trying to wrap my mind around the whole thing.

Normally, anybody who carried just a fraction of what HE possessed would be unalived, thrown into the sea, and contributed to the marine food chain and survival. One thing I understood intimately was that in this line of work, distraction was suicide, and we all know I don’t do well with all that.

But there was something burning low and unhurried deep within the foreign folds of my being that prevented me from planting a bullet between his eyes.

It wouldn’t even cost a lot, just one bullet and all of this… All of this madness would be gone and over with.

But he was my pawn. My boardi
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