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He was born a king — literally. I was born to become invisible.
That’s what Jonathan is — smoke. You can’t grasp him or escape him. The moment you think you’re safe, he comes out of nowhere and thickens with the intent of suffocating you.
“You’re now the property of Jonathan King, wild one.” “I’m no one’s property.” He narrows one of his eyes. “If you have nothing useful to say, shut that mouth.”
“The only reason you haven’t been owned before is because I hadn’t come along yet.”