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Chapter 89

My whole body tightened. The devil... The devil was here? This guy?

He held out his hand, the leather on his jacket creaking. "Luc Morningstar."

I forced myself to blink, to think, and a slow burn started in my gut. The devil was no friend of mine, no matter how hot he was or how hot he made me, the fucker. "I donated all the money you sent me to cancer research."

His sapphire eyes widened, giving them a multi-tonal appearance when they caught the moonlight behind ...

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