Carlina Gonzales

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Cool, clean . . . clear. It was the first uncontaminated water he had had since he had been hit on the head in his quarters at his father’s facility and woken up in Chalen’s castle of horrors. Laying his head back against the seat, he closed his eyes and tried not to weep.
Carlina Gonzales
Poor thing:/
Prisoner of Night (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #16.5)
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