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“Sasha,” Roan said, giving me one of his little smirks. “Roan,” I ground out, hating we were essentially on equal footing. But now he was in my sights, there was no way in hell I was letting him walk out that door unless it was straight into my SUV and back to confinement.
The Kidnapping of Roan Sinclair
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