E.L. Anthony

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“You are a cruel, wicked thing, Silas Forbes,” I bit out.   “There. That’s it.” His hand shot up and gripped my jaw, squeezing. “I want to taste every venomous word performed by your lips until you have to invent new ones just for me.”
The Poisoner (The Poisoner #1)
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