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“Let me make this clear. Don’t ever touch her again. Don’t breathe near her. Do not exist in the same space as her. Or I will rip your fucking head from your shoulders.” He blinks, watery eyes filled with panic. Slowly, he nods, trying to keep himself as still as possible. “Good, very good.” I pat the side of his cheek, standing up and walking towards the door. “Oh, and Godfrey.” I look over my shoulder. “Keep this between us. I would sincerely hate for you to lose your job right along with your tongue.”
The Blood We Crave: Part Two (The Hollow Boys, #4)
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