Wrath (Sinful Secrets, #4)

by Ella James

“Look at me, Ez. Look at my face.” He shuts his eyes. “Tell me this much: Who fucked up before me? Who fucked around with you and made you feel like loving you was hard work?”

"Miller," he murmurs, sounding half asleep. "Yeah, Ez?" "Don't let go." "I won't." "Promise?" "Yeah angel. Promise forever," I whisper.

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