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Daddy, buy me the magic craft store.
To my surprise, he grins. “Good. If you knew half the things I’ve thought about doing to any male who looks at you, you should be afraid. As long as I’m breathing, no one will fucking touch you, because I’ll kill them and fuck you in their blood.”
“Fine, you win,” Daemon growls against my lips. “If Thorne finds out and executes me for this, it will not matter, you’re killing me anyway.”
