Jane collapsed onto the jade bed beside George. He rolled over and positioned himself above her. His strong hand pressed firmly on her shoulder as he leaned down, his gaze dangerous, like a predator watching its prey, ready to consume her.Jane's pupils suddenly contracted, and she decisively drove the final needle into him.She immediately raised both hands, pushing against his chest, trying to avoid touching the silver needles.His lips nearly brushed her cheek, almost grazing her face and earlobe. His breath, hot like a summer heatwave, sprayed against her neck."I forgot the Calming Chant..." he murmured."Repeat after me," Jane replied, her gaze cold.They struggled to chant a few lines, and gradually, it started to take effect.George's gaze softened, the intense heat fading somewhat.Soon, he realized what he had been doing. He immediately sat up, crossed his legs, and focused his mind.After that, he regained control.Thirty minutes later, Jane removed the needles.G
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