Her stomach churned. The jealousy was writhing beneath every inch of her skin now, and she didn’t know what to do about it. This was bad. So, so bad. Blackwell possibly fucking a Devil somewhere should not elicit this sort of response in her. In fact, it should be a relief. The more time he spent pleasuring someone else, the less time he spent distracting her. Unfortunately, the ache in her chest was not soothed by that logic. “I have to go,” she muttered. Stalking back to her room, she wanted nothing more than to climb into a scalding hot bath and scrub away the feeling of betrayal she had no
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oh you got some nerves
