“The only marks that should be on a woman are those made in a moment of pleasure. Did you like it when he wrapped his hand around your throat?” I shake my head. “Then he doesn’t fucking deserve you.” He grips my hand and pulls my ring from my finger. Instead of pocketing it or throwing it across the room, he slides it past his lips and swallows. My eyes widen. “Did you really just do that? You couldn’t toss it away like a normal person?” “I’m the farthest thing from normal, wanderer.” He pauses and shakes his head. “Actually, Karson is probably the farthest, but I’m just behind him.” “Karson
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