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Chapter One hundred and forty nine

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LEAH'S POV

My heart betrayed me immediately, beating so fast that I'm sure he would notice. I am certain he notices because of the little tilt of his head while watching me squirm underneath his gaze.

I looked away first. But it was too late.

“Why?” I asked and my traitorous voice too couldn't care less.

His eyes stayed fixed on mine.

“Because it's driving me insane,” he said in a laboured breath.

God. This man can't win like this.

I hated this man, I needed him to know that. I need him to un
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