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

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And it doesn’t matter that I actually don’t curse. Nikolai drags me down and my arse meets a hard surface. His thighs. What the⁠— Panic dashes in my veins and I start to get up, but he pushes with enough force to knock my bones against his.
God of Fury (Legacy of Gods, #5)
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