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... the figure standing at its heart.
Lysara Manson.
Tall. Elegant. Terrifying.
Her eyes, glowing crimson with a starburst of gold, were unmistakably linked to Lucien. Her black dress clung like a lover, and her lips curled into a knowing smirk as she slowly walked across the desecrated floor.
"You’re even more delicious in person, little brother."
Lucien didn’t move.
Not when her heels clicked like death against stone.
Not even when her scent ...
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