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... f, her breath stuck somewhere between her lungs and throat. Her wide eyes never left Tyler as he stepped out of the shadows.
The same eyes. The same predator’s smile. But darker... drunker.
"Don’t even think about escaping, Jean..."
His voice was low, deadly calm. But she didn’t care. Her fight instinct kicked in.
She dashed for the door.
But to her dismay she didn’t get far.
SLAM.
The door shut violently.
He was fa ...
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