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Alanna

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“Bullshit,” I snapped, glancing back at him and finding him dropping down to kneel behind me, my heart lurching into my throat at the sight. He reared forward and pressed his mouth to the brand, the kiss hurting as much as it soothed. It was wrong, forbidden, and it made me so wet that I nearly moaned.
Forget-Me-Not Bombshell (Mafia Wars, #5)
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