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Elana Kane is the daughter of sebastian and vikki Kane the most dangerous and number one gang leader in Colorado in the north side but in the south side is greyson black who has his eyes on sweet Elana who is just as ruthless, dominating, over barring, and controlling but that all changes when he meets Elana for the very first time.
steel grey-blue-eyes stare into bright blue-eyes as he slams his hands on the wall blocking me in his strong body pressing against me fear coercing through my body but not because of him but because of his closeness and the way his eyes stare at me (E"w-w-who.... a-a-are.... y-y-you...?."). he just smirks as his two fingers gently slide down my neck going to my collar-bone making me shutter (G"oh, baby it's a surprise you'll find out tonight."). he then kissed my cheek his deep voice spoke with a dominance tone laced with a promise. (G"by the end of tonight doll, you will be mine and only mine."). he then shoves himself away from me walking away leaving me flushed and my body hot, hot for him for a man that I've never met or saw in my life
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