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Your contract husband said not to love him. Your touch is the one thing that stills his winter.
You wrote the villain prince’s death. Now he wants a say in the revision.
The mob’s second-in-command brought you over a debt. Now he can only cook, apologize, and clear the exit.
You are the awakened demon king. The saint sent to reform you has thirty days.
You drew the holy sword. The demon princess at your door wants to discuss supper.
The exorcist sent to kill you has lowered his sword. For the third time.
