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Driven by blood.

Author: Jossie.D
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-21 15:27:11

Xena's pov.

I sat in Kael’s car like I was strapped to a bomb, leather seats, spotless dashboard, engine humming like a beast too bored to growl. Everything about it screamed expensive and dangerous just like the man behind the wheel.

Kael drove with one hand on the wheel, the other resting on the gear like he wasn’t the reason I barely slept last night, like he hadn’t burned himself into my thoughts and left me with bruises I couldn’t explain away. Literally.

He hadn’t looked at me once, which was fine, I wasn’t about to make things weirder by watching him like a creep.

Except I did. A little.

His jaw was sharp under the morning light. His shirt was open at the collar, sleeves rolled like he’d fought someone and won five minutes ago, his hand were almost twice my size, his veins stretched out like a big tree root.

He caught me staring in the rearview mirror.

“Do you always stare like that when you’re scared,” he asked, “or is this just your way of saying you’re into me?”

My mouth o
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