Blood of gold
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"Brielle, tell me you love me," Harry lips seemed to be glue to my neck. "I love you," I whimpered. "You love who, Brielle?!" Harry's anger fisted my hair as he pushed harder on my neck. "I love you Harry!" I let out in one breath. "Good," he gave me an evil smirk and burnt his green orbs into my soul.
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