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Rhys Larsen was no gentleman.
“One last chance, Princess. Tell me to stop.” “No.”
From this point on, you’re mine. No other man touches you. If they do…” My fingers dug into her skin. “I know seventy-nine ways to kill a man, and I can make seventy of them look like an accident. Understand?”

