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Chapter Eight
Elle POV I watch Damon stomp out of the closet, leaving me in the dark, confused and a little turned on, then confused even more because he shouldn't turn me on. I hate him. He does nothing but tries to control my life. I know all the horrible things he has done to me over the years, but I wanted him to kiss me the entire time he had me pinned to the wall. I am glad he didn't kiss me. I have no intention of giving that right to anyone other than my mate, but Goddess, did I want him to kiss me into oblivion. After a few minutes of trying to get Damon's lips out of my mind, I realize it's never going to happen in this closet, still consumed by his scent. Running out the door, I run into a female just a little shorter than me, causing her to fall back on her ass. "Watch where you're goi
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