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... well?” Even with a gun pointed at him, Dylan Wellington’s face remained relaxed and composed.
He looked up at the tall, thin man with an expression of indifference behind Rodney Rhodes. He resembled Sebastian Lucas VII, and he was aiming his gun at him.
A seductive and beautiful corner of his mouth curled upward with a hint of sadness and mockery.
“Well, pointing a gun at me is not the first time you’ve done this, Orlando. I thought you’d have grown a bit over the years. ...
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