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His intention is clear.

From now on, I am his.

And he is mine.

Damon pulls me higher so I’m forced onto the tips of my toes, my face angled to his. “I want every part of you, Mae,” he says, dragging his teeth over my bottom lip. “Your tears, your laugh, your rage. Every damn bit.”

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“And if I can’t give it to you?”

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“You know as well as I that’s simply not an option.”