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hem away, because she was out of control.His gaze was so sharp, so penetrating, and with a hint of blood-red ferocity. That look, like a savage and hungry wolf suddenly spotting its prey, and she, was...under the covers, whimpering shamefacedly, recalling the man's previous monstrous ferocity and then thinking of his now discarded wedding dress lying beside him, its once pristine surface now marred w...