Lexi Zimmers

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Those dark brown eyes blazed up to meet mine, and I swore on my life, the fury in those irises was enough for me to stop breathing. “Vanessa,” Aiden growled, literally growled, as he softly tugged the sleeve farther up my forearm to display the five-inch bruise just above my wrist.
The Wall of Winnipeg and Me
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