Lexi Stringer

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“Oh, hi—” Whatever I had to say dies in my throat when he grabs me by the waist and slams me to his side. Creighton’s voice is clipped at best as he glares at his brother. “Stay the fuck away from what’s mine.” And then he drags me out of the club.
God of Pain (Legacy of Gods, #2)
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