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JASMINE

"What's your name?" he asked, bringing a finger up to trace my jawline.

"It's Mrs None Of Your Business," I retorted, rolling my eyes.

He laughed.

Damn that Greek God fucking laugh.

"You know, if you're gonna lie, dollface... you've gotta make it more believable."

He trailed off his sentence, inching closer to me.

"We both know that you're not married. Or else there would be a wedding ring on your finger."

I could feel my breath catch in my throat again, wishing that he would stop coming up so close to me.

Wishing that my body would have the willpower not to cave in to my desires.

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