Trap

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"What are you doing?" Glancing up toward Emelie, taking in her rounded belly which was adorned in the finest jewels, Xavier frowned. "Panicking." "You don't panic," she said, reaching out to caress his cheek. He smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes. Cronan and Violet had been moved to the retreat by the beach, his niece had been sent off with the Coalition, and now he had to announce Luca's death while throwing one of the grandest baby showers to date. While everything was going his way, he had a few concerns about people questioning the validity of his claims about his brother, and plenty of concern over his beautiful bond entering the den of Purebloods while looking so incredibly radiating. "I want to keep you to myself," he admitted aloud. He'd once told her he'd lock her away i

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