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In the pursuit of the well sought heat she leaned into him, his unexplained rage somehow warming now that it wasn't directed towards her.
And he carried her through the stairs, the drip of water following his footsteps as he settled her besides pool. But as soon as she tried to stand, she stumbled, unable to keep her balance, holding onto his bicep again. And so he picked her up like his bride, feeling an unmistakable resistance from her hand as it feebly pushed on his chest, aware of the hostile gazes adhered to them like a tenacious leech. Donavan didn't look at her, he didn't need to, now that she was back in her senses, of course she wanted to get away, something that he realised he had
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