Ciara did not flinch from his gaze. She met it, as if it were a challenge. The sound of her heels against the dance floor echoed like the beat of a war drum. She was filled with a sheer, raw power, a power that could be very dangerous if unleashed...
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Date: 2011-11-06 01:26 am (UTC)