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Jealousy— the root of evil

I was in bed with one of my many Blood slaves when Baran rudely entered. He stood by the door. He didn't knock or say a word. I knew he was infuriated by how I treated Leyla earlier, and I could feel his rage from where I was.

“Speak, I’m sure it's unpleasant.” I said, as I pulled away, and gave a...