Gia
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The sound of his voice both thrilled and terrified me. He was like a siren, the attraction undeniable and hard to fight, like a moth to a flame. I did a quick mental checklist, one ring with a poison that paralyzed and one with sodium thiopental, truth serum. The truth serum wasn’t infallible, it left people open to suggestion sometimes, so I had to be very careful not to ask leading questions. Naturally, weapons were not allowed in the club, so I had to stick to my custom-made rings.
I took a deep breath and turned. Lyle’s hard chest blocked my view, and I had to look up to see his face despite my considerable height. His silver eyes bore into me as if searching for something.
“Lyle,” I replied simply, my voice catching a little. A dark aura of purple surrounded him. Why ha
