Leandra Parsons

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The asshole smirks at me, his grin growing until it’s a full smile. He grips my hand, but instead of pulling away, he digs the blade in deeper.  Shit. I jerk, but he holds me in place.  “Go ahead, Little Sparrow. I’ll die a happy man.”
A Twisted Arrangement (Twisted Vows, #2)
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