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chapter 24: Possessive

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(Logan’s POV)

“Because the only man who gets to put his hands on you tonight… is me.”

Her lips part, ready to argue, but the sound dies. Her eyes flick to Damien, then back to me, frustration and want colliding in those stormy depths.

“Logan,” she whispers, voice like broken glass. “You can’t just—”

I lean down, my mouth a hot brush at her ear so only she can hear. “Can’t just what? Claim you? Possess you? Sweetheart, that’s exactly what I can do.”

Her nails press into my chest, not enoug
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