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“You’re mine to protect.” Thrust. “Mine to play with.” Another thrust. “Fuck, little mama. You’re just mine.”

Her lips curved into a smile that was pure sin.

“Then fuck me like you mean it.”

Merry. Christmas. To me.

The picture was worn and faded as I pulled it from my pocket.

Stefanie’s image stared back with that sweet smile that I used to love and adore. I fell hard and fast for that girl and her death tore a hole in my heart so wide that I didn’t think would ever stop aching.

I wanted vengeance.

I needed vindication.

Blood for blood. Eye for an eye.

Rage bubbled under the surface of my skin and I was only waiting for the moment to strike. Plotting. Planning. Ensuring that I was ready when I patched into the Royal Bastards MC.

Rael promised. He told me Grim was holding Church soon to decide.

It wouldn’t be long now.

I could feel how close I was to fulfilling my plans.

No one was going to stop me either. Not even the pres.

Once I had my Reaper . . . I would unleash hell on earth.

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