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I grabbed the back of her neck and slanted my mouth over hers, claiming it roughly as she leaned into me, molding herself against my chest.  This woman. God, this woman. There was no doubt in my mind.  She was mine.  Made for me.  Born to ruin me. 
Severed by Vengeance (The Severed Signet, #1)
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