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Back in the comforts of the luxurious jet, I look sideways. Ibhaan has a poker face on as he does the cuff's buttons. His tie is secured lousily around his shoulders. I contemplate an opening line.

After contemplation of twenty minutes, I have concluded two things that I am expected to do in this scenario.

First, I need to apologise to him if I want to survive a day longer. I have already peeped into Huine’s blouse. (I'm not a pervert!) Poor things will have a tough time getting rid of the ugly scars.

Hickeys! They are called Hickey, you Eighth dropout.

Oh, damn! I couldn't have known it, O'wise one.

You wouldn't have known many things without me.

Gah!

I am not kidding, Liza. I challenge you to come up with a sorry speech. Oh, wait! Don't try. I will be sorry for your pathetic speech.

Eh, I already have one.

Yeah! And it goes like this— Hey, Alpha! I am sorry for almost invoking a war between the Vampires and your clan. You see, I am not the she-wolf you take I am to be. In fa
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Lily? Poor Lily! What'd Kavish be doing with her? He'd always been intrigued by her. Could there be something that shouldn't be there? Please let me know what you think. Vote. Comment. Recommend.

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