₊˚ପ⊹ adaia 🪷 (taylor’s version) ✧ ˖ -͙˚

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“Well, good night, then.” “Fuck no.” He slams the door shut with a palm on the side of my head. His chest presses to my back, jamming me against the wood as his hot breaths whisper in my ear, “You’re not going anywhere, lotus flower.”
God of Fury (Legacy of Gods, #5)
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