“You’re selfish. Spoiled. And you agitate every fiber of my being.” I thought he said he wanted to have a conversation, not read me for filth? What the hell? Before my lips could form a pout, he continued. “But you’re mine, Kharma. Don’t ever fucking forget that. Unless you want me to show up like I did today. Which I’m fine with. Do you understand me?”
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Shon,
Kharma
