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He Would Kill Anyone That Touches Her
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Skye’s world blurred, and her pulse thundered in her ears as she was slammed down to the cold, unforgiving floor. Her skull screamed with pain as the back of her head collided with the hard surface, sending sharp waves of dizziness through her body. Her hair—her long, thick hair—was being yanked so hard it felt like her scalp might tear off. She opened her mouth, a guttural scream of rage and fear escaping her lips, but it was cut short as her breath hitched.“Shut up,” a voice growled, deep and menacing. The sound of it made her blood run cold. Andrew.“Andrew, what the hell are you doing here? Let go of my hair, please!” Her voice was shaky, filled with terror and disbelief. She twisted under him, but his grip was unyielding, his fingers like iron around her hair, forcing her head back.He chuckled, the sound low and twisted, vibrating in the space around them. The laugh was like a slap to her face, mocking, full of cruelty. “You thought you could leave me, huh?” he said, his voic
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Xavier tilted his head back, eyes fixed on the sprawling night sky, a smirk tugging at his lips as he swirled the amber liquid in his glass. Raising his glass, he spoke in a low, gravelly tone, "A toast to that dickhead who finally got what he deserved." His smirk widened, a dangerous edge to his charm as his gaze shifted to Sky, who sat across the bar.Her legs crossed tightly as if she was trying to suppress something, and Xavier's sharp eyes didn't miss the subtle clench of her thighs. That one movement made him lean back in his chair, swirling the whiskey again with an air of predatory confidence. A wicked thought crossed his mind, and he muttered under his breath, "She wants to get laid. She wants to get fucked by me."Sky, catching his gaze, raised her glass in a shaky toast. Her lips parted as a bitter smile crept onto her face, one that couldn't hide the turmoil in her tear-brimmed eyes. "A toast to freedom," she said, her voice cracking before it rose with fiery venom. "I
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Xavier paced like a caged beast, his movements restless, agitated. His fingers repeatedly tangled in his dark hair, first smoothing it back, then gripping at the strands as though the act would steady his rage. His jaw was clenched so tightly it ached, his tongue pressing against the roof of his mouth in an effort to contain the storm brewing within him. His entire body was taut with tension, muscles coiled like a predator ready to pounce.His sharp blue eyes-cold and calculating-remained locked on the restroom door. What the fuck was taking her so long? His gut twisted with unease, an unfamiliar and unwelcome sensation that only served to further stoke his fury. She wouldn't dare try anything stupid... would she? The thought made his chest tighten.He wanted to storm in there, to slam the door open and drag her out if necessary. But Xavier knew better. That wouldn't be the smart move. He needed to keep his composure-or at least what was left of it. He ran a hand down his face, exhal
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