CHAPTER 22: A DANCE WITH THE DEVIL

As I struggled against the firm hold on my wrists, I spat out, "You're going to regret this."

Damian only grinned while fiddling with the sleeve of his fitted suit as if my warnings were

inconsequential. "Regret?" His voice was dangerously smooth. "No, my love. You'll be sorry you

believed you ha...

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