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A man often meets his destiny on the road he took to avoid it
the man
the man.
the man’s
His eyes traced her neck down toward the plunging, lace-adorned neckline of her dress, to the well-filled top of her corset.
Second mention of breasts. Ugh
The Hunter was keenly aware of the swell of her breasts and hips pressing into him.
Stooop with the breasts
The Hunter opened his eyes and glanced at the woman curled up against him. Iryna, or perhaps Iryana—something pretty to match her pretty smile.
Why am i still reading this?
“I’d take on your gods themselves in the name of vengeance.”
The redundancy of this convo is killing me.
