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Talon sneered at me, face full of unimaginable rage. “Congratulations. You fucking got me. Go ahead. Kill me,” he spat, still struggling. I laughed, shaking my head in disbelief. “You think I’m going to kill you? Oh, Talon. For such a smart man, you sure are dumb as fuck.” He finally stopped struggling, the meaning of my words making him stiffen. “What are you talking about?” A dark, evil smirk curled on my lips. “I don’t kill people who hurt my children, Talon. I take them home.”
Bratva Butcher (Bratva Series Book 4)
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