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a tightrope above the fire. This silence wasn't comfor

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ething real. Something concrete. I needed proof tha

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one of Selena's heels earlier. It was strong enough to pick locks. I'd pic

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r cover slick with age and secrets. My entire body buzzed wit

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ndlelight, my ears straining for the tiniest sound of a cr

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cing at the creak it gave. The hallway beyond was dark, painted

rough. And then...I slammed into a wall. No...ches

t him. Ple

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angles carved into his jawline. But his expression was messi

infamous Da

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yes swept under me. Dropping to the awkw

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to my

"Well," he said, his voice a low sneer that

I was caught red-handed. The silence between us

trand through his messy hair, "Lucien

I'm sorry. I didn't realize someone was out here by this

me. His breath reeked of whiskey, and his shirt was hal

to see what I hid behind my back. "Yeah. Clara." Noddin

Devil needs different things sometimes." He sneered, leaning

om his study," I lied smoothly. "Did

that?" Dante asked lazily. "Ye...yes..

ing to my skin, the cloth-wrapped ledger pressed behind my back, wa

time. "What must have you done to

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oo low. "If I had you in my bed, I wouldn't send y

nough not to question anything he had s

I needed to use to save m