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Selina twisted hard before feeling her backside come in contact with something both hard and icy cold. Her eyes shot open as she realized, with a groan, that she was on the marble floor of the bedroom in the house where she was currently living with Bruce. The bastard. If it wasn’t for him, she wouldn’t be having these nightmares. She sat up, moving her fingers through her hair as she looked around. The first thing she saw was a pair of mildly amused green eyes watching her carefully. She narrowed her own dark eyes at his before she leaned against the bed from her spot on the floor. Bruce watched Selina carefully. He knew that lo