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193. Step Up
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2024-10-29 19:42:56~ CARA ~
The male’s eyes never left Rig. “So, you’re the one,” he said quietly, thoughtfully. “I’ll admit, when we heard you were coming, I expected… more.”
I wanted to get offended, but I looked at Rig and he smiled a smile I’d never seen on his face before—the look he’d given when I first met him, the one that reminded me of a predator had its roots here. But this was far, far more dangerous.
“Feel free to underestimate me,” Rig said with a sinister smile. “That will go well for you.”
The male smiled casually. But before he could respond, Rig spoke again.
“If you aren’t familiar with the language, I’m bringing a f
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