Sapientia
Who walk into a panther's lair to hunt him?
I do.
And for Jasper Grant, a lush, Irrestible girl blundering blindly into his lair? A sweet-smelling morsel. He'd be a fool not to feast.
It is a shame that such a fine specimen of a man will go to waste. But he must pay with his life. All the Grants will pay for their sins.
I, Michela Cruz, will be their reckoning.
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