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... not at a discreet corner, but in the very middle. Taking Enkrid's wrist, he placed his hand over his own heart, lips curling into a mischievous smirk.
How should one describe that smile? It carried a playful malice that seemed unique to Rem.
Then, he began whispering to Enkrid. It was so quiet that before Jaxon had trained his hearing, he wouldn’t have caught a word. This whispering itself seemed like an art—a deliberate way of conveying only what was necessary.
Disregard ...
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