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WILDCAT

Author: Viv_Writes.
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-09-18 02:28:11

KARIMA HEART

"How about you let her go, Romeo? She clearly said to let go." Owain’s voice was cool, almost lazy, as he reached for my hand and tugged me slightly toward him.

Nathan’s jaw flexed, fury sparking in his eyes, but he didn’t move right away.

Owain stepped forward, sliding me behind him like I was something to shield. A mocking smile curled across his lips."Playtime’s over. Your momma’s calling you downstairs."

Nathan’s stare sharpened. "And if I don’t feel like letting her go? What then?"

If Nathan was boiling, Owain was ice. That icy face was what's probably irritating Nathan the most. He was just cool and calm, not even any hint of anger.

"Nothing much," he said smoothly. "I’ll just break your hands and toss them to the dogs I saw outside. Pretty sure your sweet momma wouldn’t like cleaning that mess. So run along, mummy’s boy."

That was it. Nathan’s control snapped. He grabbed Owain by the collar, yanking him so hard his shirt rode halfway up, flashing the white waistban
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