Seventy five

RIVEN BLACKWOOD POV

THREE DAYS LATER

"Are you nervous?" I asked as we stood in front of the door of my father's mansion.

She glanced up at me, her smile faltering for a moment. "Shouldn't I be? I don't think your father is a big fan"

I cupped her chin, my thumb grazing her cheek. I loved the way...

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