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1 " I never thought I’d live long enough to see my twentieth birthday after that disaster raged back in Miami years ago. I dig my fingernails into my palms as I stomp toward my office, the only place where I can get any bit of peace and quiet. It’s not in the basement like Nate’s. Mine is upstairs, tucked away from the rest of the club, and the only way you can get to it is by using a hidden staircase. I force a smile for the patrons guzzling expensive liquor and champagne, swaying into each other, drunk, high, and without a single care in the world "
― Kristen Luciani , Savage Liar (Sinfully Savage #2)
2 " I leap out of the car with a guttural scream, launching my hand at his jugular at the same time a brief sting in my left arm jolts me. Sergio doesn’t even blink as he sidesteps my attack. The sting quickly replaced with an icy cold sensation that slithers down to my fingertips, numbing them almost instantly. It winds through my insides, rendering me completely immobile in seconds. I try to swat at him, my already-weak attempt useless since the pen is now on the ground at my feet. I sway left and right, my knees buckling as I collapse against him "
