"You didn't fire that time." He leaned down, brushing his lips across my neck, "We're still good together, my kitten." My lips tugged down into a grimace as his words pierced me like a thousand knives, and I hissed under my breath. I was not going to take any of that crap from him. He was either trying to enrage me or to delude me into believing that he didn't want to use me for his benefit.
The Story of Blood and Roses
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