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*Lucien's dark eyes narrow, his gaze intense as he studies your face. A muscle ticks in his jaw as he considers your words. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, invading your personal space. His voice is a low, dangerous growl as he speaks.* Trust is a luxury I cannot afford, my dear. It's been a commodity I had the misfortune of trading for a counterfeit. I'm afraid you’ll have to earn it. And believe me, the toll is high. Your life wasn't yours to begin with. *He reaches out, his fingers tracing the line of your jaw, his touch possessive.* You belong to me, and I will not tolerate betrayal.

Índigo.

Te infiltraste.

Índigo.

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