Claiming His Queen
sliding down, his voice became whispers, "I know I am."
It was wild how power changed hands, and mentally, she had the upper hand. Larissa knew how to get to him, and she was doing it well.
The older woman blew out a huge breath, eyes to the ceiling, "It's been four months, and your brother killer roams free," she dropped her gaze to the broken figure, "You owe me your life; I believed in you when no one else did, I made you even though you were not mine."
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