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... scent that was... different.
It wasn’t Olenna’s usual subtle jasmine perfume. This was the faint, clean scent of premium soap mixed with an undercurrent of something wild and vaguely like ozone, the lingering signature of a berserker’s aura.
His hands, which had been confidently caressing a soft waist, suddenly encountered something unexpected.
Dense, rock-hard muscle. The kind of muscle forged in brutal, relentless training, not the slender, wiry strength he was used to ...
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