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THE GAME OF SEDUCTION

Author: Love2002
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-08-15 22:34:32
"Have me, if you dare."

The words sounded like a challenge to Pierce— a challenge that felt tempting. Just one step closer, and he could have her. Her dance earlier kept replaying in his head, and though he wanted to deny it so badly, Camille Owens was an attractive woman. A woman capable of setting him ablaze.

Camille's amber eyes stared back at him, challenging, daring him to take that step.

He wasn't one to back down from a challenge, and her intense gaze made the fire burning within him flare hotter, consuming him completely... He stepped closer, wrapped his arms around her waist boldly, and dragged her in until their bodies were pressed together.

His grip was firm, unyielding, flexing his capability to make her his— that he dared. His gaze dropped to her lips, parted slightly, her breath warm against his skin.

He leaned in, his own lips just a whisper away from hers—

"What the hell is going on here?!" Betty's sharp, furious voice cut through the night air, interr
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