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Cruxius didn’t touch her. Not yet.
He just sat there on the cold hospital floor, his dark eyes locked intensely on hers. Cold. Calculating. His handsome face remained perfectly calm, but his large body was coiled tight with tension. Radiating pure power.
His dress shirt stretched taut over his broad, muscular chest, the fabric flexing with his suppressed breathing as he simply watched her fall apart on top of him. A rogue strand of dark raven hair fell lazily over his brow, ...
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