Ari Riley

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My flickering conscience recoiled at the unseen smears of red against her skin while a twisted, possessive part of me thrilled at the sight. But if there was one thing both sides agreed on, it was that she was mine. And now that she was in my life, there was no letting her go.
Twisted Lies (Twisted, #4)
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