Lisa Stanco

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know exactly who you are, Ronan. You’re mine. And I’m yours. And that’s it. Got it?” Lips parted and eyes shining, he stares at me in stunned silence. “Do you really mean that?” “Yes. I claim you, devil man. And you claimed me a long time ago. We belong to each other. Nothing else matters.”
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