Chapter 36 My mate my survivor

Mol Des 964 words

“What the fuck are you talking about?” she queried harshly and stood to her feet.

The thunder on her face could boil an egg. I kept at my distance as I nursed my chin.

“Exactly what you heard me say,” I said softly and each time I tried to surge closer, she...

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