Emma Larsson

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“Damon, no!” I cried, scrambling to push his hands away and get off the bed. But he held me tight. Pushing me onto my back, he climbed on top of me, pinning my hands above my head and slamming his mouth down on mine, rough and possessive.
Hideaway (Devil's Night, #2)
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