Your Fault (Culpable, #2)

by Mercedes Ron

Damn you, Nicholas Leister, why can’t I get you out of my head for at least one second a day?

“This way, wherever you go, you’ll always have my heart with you,” I said, kissing her on the cheek. It was the

“You’ve got me under your spell… I’m more yours than I am my own. I’ll do whatever you ask, whatever you want. I promise, babe.”

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