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Chapter 0665

Blythe stares down at his chest for a moment, appalled, before he whips his handsome face back up to mine. “What the fuck, Ari!?” he shouts, his teeth lengthening to dangerous points. I take a step back, leveling the gun at his face, knowing a paintball placed there will cause enough pain to give me
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