Simran Nagpal

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I spun her around just as the music came to an end. Her back collided into my chest and my hands landed on her hips, keeping her trapped against me. My gaze slid over the back of her slender neck and I saw the way the tip of her ears pinkened.
A Vow of Hate (A Vow of Hate, #1)
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