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ucation."Speak a little quieter.""Not ink…" Warmth lowered her voice."Lighter.""Not ink!" A warm breath, like a silken thread."Just a little softer.""...Not ink." She suddenly felt her voice was husky...orts her. How could he not This is his world after all, she walks freely in it, and he protects her, shielding her from any harm. She can safely pursue her passions without having to force warmth to g...