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Chapter 25

Aвтор: Shan R.K
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Ashlyn

Eight years later

Deacon’s mouth tasted like danger and cardamon. His hand was on my thigh, fingers dragging slow, teasing patterns into my skin like he owned every inch of me. Which, honestly, he might. The man kissed like a man who’d been starved and found his last meal sitting in his lap.

Me.

I gripped the front of his shirt, yanking him closer, letting my nails dig into the hard muscle of his chest. His groan vibrated through me like thunder. It was the kind of kiss that didn’t just promise sex—it promised sin. Hot, breathless, unapologetic sin.

He pulled back just enough to murmur against my lips, “You’re gonna be late, detective.”

“Then be fast,” I said before dragging him back down.

He laughed,low, sinful and kissed me again anyway.

Eventually, I peeled myself off him, cheeks flushed, mouth swollen, legs jelly. My badge was hanging by the door where I left it last night, still looped around the doorknob of our penthouse apartment in Manhattan. Sunli
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