DRACO'S POVThe sound of her ragged, betrayed breath was the sweetest symphony this damned house had ever produced.I looked down at her, seeing the remnants of her fierce, useless rebellion melting away like wax under a blowtorch.Selena... my little defiant stray, masquerading as a high-society ghost, playing a dangerous game she was never equipped to win.She thought she could infiltrate the Castellano inner circle? She thought those encrypted comms tucked away in her boots and her little whispered secrets were safe from me?Amateurs... all of them. "Look at me," I growled, my fingers curling tighter into the silk of her hair, forcing her chin up until her wide, dark eyes locked onto mine.Her chest heaved, breasts pressing against the restrictive fabric of her dress, desperate for air, desperate for release. "You think you can play with fire, Selena, but you don't even know how to burn." "Go to hell, Draco," she spat, though the venom in her voice lacked its usual bite. It was a
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