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This bastard would shit himself if he realized he had the Saeris Fane in his grasp.
“Even filthy and tired, you’re still beautiful.”
“Rumors are wicked things,”
“You could at least say hello before you start eye-fucking me.”
“I think it would make a great hat.”
Holy. Fucking. Gods.
“Fuck.”
“She’s mine,” Fisher said.
“I always know where you are, Little Osha.”
“I love a girl with a sharp tongue and a bad attitude. Kinda makes my dick hard.”

