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... and pained groans, he finished with the goons. Before my eyes, I watched as one man incapacitated all of them while unarmed.
He didn't need the weapon.
He was the weapon.
A lump formed in my throat at the sheer power he possessed. There was no running from him. None at all. Within minutes, he was making his way back to the car.
He opened the door, and his scent wafted through the air. Seductive and deadly, but laced with something that made my stomach turn.
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