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... him—if a gun had been anywhere within his reach—he would have blown the man to pieces without hesitation, no matter whose ass was gored, no matter which powerful family the miscreant came from.
The urge burned hot and savage in his chest. Struggling to maintain deep, measured breathing, forcing himself to cling to common sense while knowing, bitterly, that all the cards were stacked in Noah’s favor, he slowly pushed himself up from the ground.
Every movement screamed humiliation. ...
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