Chaotic Obsession
It wasn't the casual leer of a Satur-
day night drunk, the kind she could de"ect with a practiced roll of her eyes and a
withering look. This was something else entirely. An
invitation laced with a dare, a challenge thrown down at her feet. A silent, smol-
dering promise that if she so much as loosened her grip on the careful control she
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maintained, he'd have her
completely, utterly undone before anyone even noticed she was gone.
Her heart hammered against her ribs, a frantic bird trapped in a cage. She had
to say something, anything, to break the su#ocating silence that had descended
between them. "Where's Layla tonight?" The question felt "imsy, a shield cobbled
toget
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