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He still looks tenfold worse than his charming appearance. Or maybe it’s because, unlike all the people present, I’m well aware of what this devil is capable of. I automatically take a step back and his lips tilt in a small smirk. That’s the thing. The freaking psycho enjoys driving me to the edge. Hell, he gets off on it. “Oh, hi, Jer,” Annika stumbles over her words. “I didn’t really mean to come here. I was just taking a tour with my new friends.” “Taking a tour in a place you’re not supposed to be?” Jeremy speaks with effortless power, accentuated by a raised brow. “I was just—” “Leaving,” he finishes for her. “Now.” “Hey.” Cecily steps in front of her. “She can decide whether to leave or stay on her own because oh, I think we’re at an age where women don’t get told what to do.” Jeremy stares down at her blankly, as if he’s contemplating whether or not he should crush her with a hand or two. I love Cecily’s bravery—I do—but some people are just not worth risking your life to oppose