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Chapter 275: Size Matters
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From my fury.
The Doberman's legs kicked uselessly in the air, his eyes wide and bloodshot, pupils shrinking like he'd just realized the goddamn world had teeth. My grip didn't loosen. In fact, it tightened, just enough to make him remember that breath was a privilege—one I was currently holding hostage.
"You think you can touch someone in my temple without consent?" I whispered sweetly, dangerously, like a lullaby sung over broken glass.
I turned slightly, still ...
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