Behind Locked Doors

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CHAPTER 19 SALVATORE POV I should have let her go. Just long enough for her to learn her lesson about running toward the docks during a storm. Instead, I was standing in my bedroom watching the most stubborn woman I'd ever met pace across my floor like an angry cat who'd been caged. "You can't be serious," she said, her voice sharp. I leaned against the door and crossed my arms. "I am." "This is insane." I almost laughed. Almost. Because if anyone had told me a month ago that I'd be locking a woman inside my personal bedroom for her own protection, I would've questioned their sanity. Yet here we were. That was exactly what was happening. Lena stopped pacing and glared at me with an intensity that would've intimidated most men. Unfortunately for her, I wasn't most men. "You tried

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