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Chapter 22: Unwanted Guest
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... , firm, possessive. A palm landed on the railing beside mine, boxing me in. Not Marco. His.
Kael.
The energy in the air shifted instantly. I didn't have to turn to know he was smirking, because I could hear it in his damn voice.
"You wouldn't want to get the wrong idea," Kael murmured, his breath ghosting the side of my temple, "about what belongs to you Mr. Benedetti."
My pulse spiked. Marco paled and straightened, adjusting his tie, the confidence he had just se ...
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