CHAPTER FIFTY ONEIAN'S POV "Hey, cutie," Cora called fondly, her voice pulling me back from the dark, violent thoughts swirling in my head. Before I could pull away, she reached up, placing her soft fingers on my chin and smoothing it with a passionate, lingering touch.My heart slammed against my ribs. Immediately, I jerked my head around, scanning the perimeter to see if Cal was watching. He was nowhere to be seen—just his aggressive Aston Martin DBS Superleggera idling nearby like a predatory beast in the lot.Relieved, but instantly on edge, I snapped my face back and violently jerked her hand away from me."What do you think you're doing, Cora?" I hissed, my voice dropping into a harsh whisper as I took a step back, maintaining my distance.Cora didn't even flinch. A slow, playful smirk curved her lips, and she tilted her head, flashing me a pair of heavy, seductive eyes that held zero shame."C'mon, don't be stubborn," she said bluntly, taking a slow step toward me, her tone
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