Simran Nagpal

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Morana shivered, her toes curling into the carpet as her jaw trembled. He was right. Not wanting to be left a step behind, Morana boldly rubbed her hips against his, feeling him harden against her back, and declared.
The Reaper (Dark Verse, #2)
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