BeboCutieee
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- Parts 15
"I have my reasons." His voice was slow, like drizzling syrup over pancakes, just as rich. "I never do anything without thinking it through first."
I folded my arms over my chest. "I don't want to live with you here in your... your palace. I don't need this, and my mother sure as hell doesn't. So just leave us alone."
He smiled slowly. "I always keep my word, Fray."
*DISCONTINUED*