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CHAPTER 37 False Kindness

Miles

His hand was still at my collar, with his jaw tight and eyes wild, and a growl low in his throat.

Ronan.

I could smell the heat rolling off him, the rage towards me. It filled the office like smoke.

"Let me go," I said, my voice calm, even as my back dug into the wall.

He didn't mo...