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... lled with unmistakable hostility.
Adrian didn’t need to guess who it was. Considering where he was; only one person would seize him with such malice. Fabian.
With a swift motion, Adrian’s left hand shot up, seizing the wrist that clamped his shoulder.
He yanked it off effortlessly, and slowly turned to face the culprit.
As expected, Fabian’s irritated face greeted him. For a moment, their gazes locked, with Adrian’s icy stare boring into Fabian’s as he still held ...
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