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Ch. 60 HER SLAVE

Emily’s POV

The morning sun shone on my face as I slowly opened my eyes, immediately aware of the pair of strong arms wrapped protectively around me. I struggled to remove the hands, but the grip on my body was tight and secure. Turning around to face my imprisoner, I felt an ache pulsing through my body, the fragments of yesterday's ruthless fight.

To my surprise, it was Michael who held me close, his short hair falling over his face in messy waves. My gaze was drawn to a small bruise that spoiled the smooth skin beneath his cheek, and without thinking, I reached out, gently brushing the wayward strands aside to better examine the dirty mark.

The moment my fingers made contact with the bruise, a strange, tingling sensation ran through me, and I watched in awe as the blemish slowly faded and healed before my very eyes. Removing my hand, I met Michael's hazel eyes as they suddenly snapped open, his lips quirking into a teasing smirk.

"Done drooling over me?" he joked.

I scoffed, rollin
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