Theo was thrust back in time, suddenly feeling like a teenager again—clubbing with a friend, driven by hormones and adrenaline. Savannah’s slim, toned body moved seamlessly against his, the rhythm of the music weaving a magnetic pull between them. It triggered an avalanche of emotions—regret, frustration, and jealousy—all tumbling into the pit of his stomach. Who had taught her to move like that? The thought ignited a fire of anger that simmered in his chest, and his jaw clenched tightly.
The name Lewis flashed in his mind, unbidden, like a neon sign he couldn’t ignore. That bastard. Theo growled low in his throat as a dark realization hit him. He wanted to kill Lewis. Not just for knowing her in ways Theo hadn’t, but for being the one to introduce her to this world, this side of herself……
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