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CHAPTER 10: unfriendly threat

Author: UJ.O
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-08-05 19:14:54
Pulling me down to his body, he captured my lips with his, the kiss igniting a fire within me.

It was a kiss that spoke of power, of possession, and of an undeniable chemistry that had been simmering beneath the surface.

I melted against him, my lips parting willingly for his exploration, and my body responding instinctively to his touch.

For a moment, I tried to resist, to remind myself of the limit I needed to establish for my own safety, but his kiss enveloped me in a blissful haze.

He lifted me effortlessly onto his desk, the cool surface contrasting with the heat radiating between us.

“Please, you've got to stop," I murmured, though my body betrayed me, responding to his touch with an eagerness I couldn't deny. "We shouldn't…”

But his fingers found their way to me, teasing and exploring, fondling my breasts through the gown, igniting a fire within that I had tried so hard to suppress.

"Just let go, Reena," he whispered, his breath hot against my ear, sending shiv
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