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CAUGHT IN THE ACT

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CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

ROSARIE’S POV

I knew I was bold.

I knew I was fiery.

But in twenty-four years of living, this was the boldest thing I had ever done.

The coat hit the floor with a soft, final sound.

Kyliano’s eyes dragged down my body the second it left my shoulders. Slow. Thorough. Like he was already mapping every inch and deciding what he would claim first.

The silence that followed was so thick I could hear both of us breathing—his steady and controlled, mine already uneven and shallow
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