Chapter 67 Are You Afraid of Flying, Mr. Stark?

Owen reached for her wrist, his fingers circling the delicate gold bracelets he had sent her months ago—back when they were still a secret, a series of codes and "what ifs." He looked into her eyes, noting a devilish, predatory glint that mirrored the pulsing bioluminescence of the ocean floor.

“Are...

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