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Chapter 11 Taste Yourself, Kitten

James’s P.O.V.

At night, on the bus, everyone is asleep except for Selena and me.

“Put your backpack on your lap,” I order her in a firm tone.

She looks at me with a confused expression with her brows furrow slightly.

“Why? What is going on in your mind, Mr Luther?” She asks in a low voice ...