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HAZEL STYLES POV

I lay on the edge of the bed, blindfolded, wrists bound, waiting for him to make his next move.

Soft music suddenly filled the room, making it hard to pick up his movements.

"Riven," I called, then gasped as he suddenly clasped my thighs and spread my legs wider.

My heart skitte...

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