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Xavier Grayson spoke in the faintest tone, yet his words cut deeper than any blade—wounding without a trace. "Miss Anna's romantic history would probably put even Jin to shame. No—he's not even in your league. At least he doesn't juggle multiple partners at once. In New York City, we have a name for women like you."

Demon. He's a demon.

Even after Xavier Grayson walked away