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... gs to do with fire."
Lorraine’s breath hitched. His mouth was only heartbeats from hers now. And though she hated it—hated it—her body remembered his reputation. The honeyed words. The veiled power. The silk-wrapped dagger of a man who killed with fans and smiled while doing it.
He leaned in closer, as if about to kiss her.
But Lorraine didn’t flinch.
Didn’t back down.
Didn’t run.
Instead, her gloved finger lifted. Slowly, deliberately, she traced ...
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