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... standing there, wet hair clinging to her skin, wrapped in nothing but that damn towel that made it impossible to think straight.
But I didn't.
I couldn't control it—the jealousy, the anger, the possessiveness burning through my veins like wildfire. I knew I shouldn't feel this way. I knew Louis was mated to her too. But the thought of her kissing him, of her enjoying it, of her getting wet for him—for him alone—drove me insane.
And now, here she was, standing before me, wrappe ...
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