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CHAPTER 138

Damon

I looked down.

Her hand was there.

Flat against me.

And that was it.

I turned, grabbed her wrist, and yanked her hand away from me like it was poison.

"Get your hands off me," I growled, my voice low, firm, and shaking with rage. "Don't touch me. Ever again. Do you understand me?...