12: Sucker For Brooding Psychopaths

ALEXA

I was pacing like a lunatic. Back and forth. Then back again. The floor probably hated me by now. My flip-flops made a soft sound against the marble with every furious step, and I imagined Killian's cold, perfect face beneath each one.

I was so sick of his games.

The photo trembled in my ha...

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