Chapter 50 I WANT TO TASTE YOU

Duran's POV

The empty shelves mocked me, their cold metal surfaces gleaming under the dim light. I slammed my fist against the refrigerator door, denting the metal with a satisfying crunch that did nothing to quell the fire raging beneath my skin.

"Where is it?" I growled, my voice a guttural rasp...

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