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“You’re mine, Aida,” Callum growls in my ear. “I’ll kill anyone who tries to touch you.”
“Aren’t you tired?” I ask her. “It’s not even midnight,” she laughs. “But if you’d rather go to sleep, old man . . .” “Let’s see what it takes to tire you out, you fucking lunatic,” I say, throwing her down on the mattress.
