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Possessive

“The fuck did you just say?” Dante growled, stepping toward Mandy, rage burning in his silver eyes.

Mandy smirked wickedly, though fear flickered beneath her mask. “Your so-called Luna—the one you claim to crave, the one your heart longs for—is nothing but a slut—”

“In­sult her again, and this wil...