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Hell's Consort - Chapter 445 - Mine Or His
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... o need." Apollyon's hands were like iron manacles on her hips when she turned to face him, keeping her in place. She could hear him gritting his teeth from suppressed anger. "Do what you want."
Biting her lip, Luna fought back a whimper from that cool response.
She could tell Apollyon was pissed off, but he didn't say anything.
It was obvious from how he sent those rolling waves of ire from his rigid muscles to her through physical contact.
She was akin to a cactu ...
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