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"The Brotherhood separates humans from the animals, athletes fro...
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Conner had always been a weak man in the presence of a beautiful figure, but this time, it was a pair of brown eyes that brought him to his knees.
For days, two men fought inside him: One urged him to remain steadfast, to respect the man who had at one point been his boss, but the other wanted a taste of the tantalizing women his ex-boss no longer wanted, a woman who, like him, was plagued by her own Darkness, and thus couldn't be infected by his. It was the latter who enchanted his dreams.
In this one, she had entered his room late in the evening, wanting to repay him for all he'd done in her honor. Conner would sit up, and watch her unwrap his gift for him, then she'd join him under the covers, sooth his tension away, and her soulful whimpers would bounce off the bedroom walls.
The ecstasy ended the moment a deep voice groaned his name.
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Conner broke from his slumber, turned on the bedside lamp, and a quick glance at the alarm clock revealed that it was four in the morning.
His pupils shrunk too fast, sparking a headache, and he opened his eyes enough to study the bulky silhouette sitting on the edge of his bed. "Coach?"
Max wore a winter coat and boots. "Something's happened."
