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I choked on my fury. “I hate you.” “I think about you.”
He stopped with a hand on the knob and turned to me. “You want to know why I don’t touch you?” I shook my head. “Because if I did, I wouldn’t stop. Not until I’d snuffed out that pretty fire in your eyes.” His gaze flashed. “Don’t shut yourself in a room with me again, Gianna.”
“You don’t even notice the way women act in front of you, do you?” “I notice everything you do, malyshka.”
“Would you visit my grave if I died?” His eyes grew dark. “I’d die before you were ever in a grave, malyshka.”
“I don’t trust you.” “I can fix that.”

