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“Well done. You possess a brain cell.” I glance up again, holding the Chancellor’s beady glare. “I would cheer, but I’m certain you’ll do enough of that this slumber while you’re staring at your floor-length mirror, fisting your microcock.”
“I’m just so sick of looking at your ugly face that death is starting to sound rather cushy.”
“Cut me if you want me to stop,” he rasps, his thumb sliding across my cheekbone. “I’ll gladly bleed beneath you, so don’t be shy.”
He’s fire and brimstone. I’m shattered ice. Our collision is steam and destruction, destined to dissipate, but I’ll gladly burn beneath him until the world comes crumbling down.
“I’m a horrible male that loves you, Raeve. That wants the best for you, even if it’s not the best for me.”
“You found us, Moonbeam.”
“Any lost opportunity to worship you is a tragedy.”
