SHATTERED AND TEMPTED
Donald dropped from his hand like a bag of stones, collapsing to the floor in a heap.
Even with that scary, rage-filled face, Diesel turned to look at me. His eyes examined me carefully, searching for my pain, as if nothing else in the world mattered.
But then a gunshot hit the door.
The door burst open.
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Author’s Note:
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I want to know — on a scale of 1 to 10, how would you rate Diesel’s aura, anger, and protectiveness in this chapter?
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