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Raella's POV
His hands gripped my hips, fingers twisting in the fabric of my shirt. His shirt.
“What are you doing?”
“You spend a lot of time thinking about what everyone else needs. I want to talk about what you need.”
“What I need is to be a man of my word.”
“So be one,” I said simply. “I’m not st...
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