Chapter 67: ZANE's POV"We could go even more feral," I said, pulling her toward me until her head rested against my chest, her soft hair fanning across my skin like silk, the intoxicating scent of her filling my lungs with every breath."You're something else, you know that?" she murmured, her voice soft and completely exhausted, satisfied in a way that made my chest swell with possessive pride.I smiled slightly, my hand sliding through her hair slowly, feeling how impossibly soft it was between my fingers, memorizing the texture."And you love it."I whispered it directly into her ear and she laughed, the sound vibrating beautifully against my chest, warming something deep inside me I didn't know could still feel warmth.Then her voice changed—became smaller, vulnerable, afraid. "What happens tomorrow? I'm so scared of opening the internet. Their negative words, everything they're saying about me. I'm so
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