Isabella Rattray

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Suddenly, he gripped my hair, wrapping the strands around his fist, and ripped my head back, exposing my neck. I froze, barely daring to breathe, as he brought his face down and leisurely ran his lips along my neck. “Yes, I guess it did.”
The Last Storm (Rogue X Ara #1)
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