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The room counted louder with every breath they took.

Four hundred ninety-eight.

Four hundred ninety-nine.

And then—

“Five hundred!”

And then everyone stilled.

Luciano hovered above her, his breath shallow, sweat dripping down his jawline like holy water down a statue and his arms trembling not from weakness but from restraint. From everything he hadn’t done and everything he wanted to do.

Noora’s lungs burned. Her chest rose and fell in violent heaves beneath him. Her limbs were like jelly, her throat dry, her skin flushed and unbearably aware of every place he had touched and every place he hadn’t.

Her eyes were locked on the sculpted ridges of his body… the way his stomach contracted, the sharp curve of his clavicle slick with sweat, the strands of dark hair clinging to his forehead.

His lips were parted, breaths coming harsh and ragged. And his eyes… God, those eyes were wild now. So dark and raw that not even his arrogant mask could hold.

He looked... unholy.

He looked... wrecked.

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  • Luciano: Entrapped By My StepBrother's Sin    “Don’t be cruel, Love.”

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