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2025-07-21 22:00:58With her face mere inches from Antonio’s, Adriana blinked rapidly, her breath catching in her throat.
Antonio’s face was so close—awkwardly close. Instantly, she instinctively moved to rise from his lap, but the jet gave another sudden jolt, and before she could steady herself, her lips collided with Antonio’s. For a frozen second, neither of them moved. Neither breathed. Time folded into silence as their lips lingered together—unplanned, unspoken, and undeniably real. Adriana gasped softly and jerked away, her heart now hammering. As the jet wheels screeched against the runway and began its steady acceleration, she gripped the back of the nearest seat for balance, her pulse willing to steady. Right in front of her, Antonio leaned back, his eyes tracing her every movement. “You might want to sit next to me before the jet lifts off and you end up kissing me again,” he said, his vo
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As Antonio’s hands continued to glide over Adriana’s exposed hip, her lashes clenched together, her eyes shutting tightly as if darkness could protect her from what was unfolding.She refused to move. Refused to yield. But her body was betraying her slowly, cruelly.Antonio’s lips never left hers. They worked her mouth with maddening precision—sucking, grazing, and biting just enough to make her flinch. Every kiss felt like a pull, dragging Adriana closer to the edge of something she wasn’t ready to fall into. Her fingers clawed at the lapels of his suit jacket, balling the expensive fabric into her fists as if holding it could anchor her and keep her from slipping into the gravity of him.But then, the third minute passed, and Antonio, with the knowledge of every response her body used to give him, moved with confidence. His lips drifted down, peppering slow, calculated kisses along her jaw, then lower, until they found the delicate curve of her collarbone.At that instant, Adriana p
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For a moment, nothing happened. A few quiet seconds ticked by after the knock, and there were neither footsteps nor words.Adriana bit her bottom lip and knocked again, more firmly this time, her knuckles grazing the polished wood. “Antonio… I just need to talk to you,” she exhaled softly, her voice low but urgent.She barely had time to finish her breath when the door unlocked with a gentle click, then creaked open an inch—just enough to signal invitation.Without a word or eye contact, Antonio simply turned and walked away from the doorway, with a towel in his hand.Adriana entered without hesitation, the door closing softly behind her with a hush.As she stepped into the dim-lit suite, she found his luggage sitting unopened in the corner, and a half-filled tumbler of whisky rested on the coffee table.Near the room closet, Antonio stood with his back turned to her, the white towel in his hands running through his damp, dripping hair.As the scent of his shampoo filled the space roo
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With her face mere inches from Antonio’s, Adriana blinked rapidly, her breath catching in her throat. Antonio’s face was so close—awkwardly close. Instantly, she instinctively moved to rise from his lap, but the jet gave another sudden jolt, and before she could steady herself, her lips collided with Antonio’s. For a frozen second, neither of them moved. Neither breathed. Time folded into silence as their lips lingered together—unplanned, unspoken, and undeniably real. Adriana gasped softly and jerked away, her heart now hammering. As the jet wheels screeched against the runway and began its steady acceleration, she gripped the back of the nearest seat for balance, her pulse willing to steady. Right in front of her, Antonio leaned back, his eyes tracing her every movement. “You might want to sit next to me before the jet lifts off and you end up kissing me again,” he said, his vo
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As the morning sunlight slipped past the gauzy curtains, Adriana stirred, her cheek pressed gently against the rise and fall of Eros’ chest. She blinked groggily, her lips parting in a slow yawn as she tilted her head, only to find Eros' arm still wrapped securely around her waist.She gently tried to peel it off, her fingers cautious like she was untangling herself from a dream she wasn’t sure she was ready to leave.But as she raised her head and looked up, her heart jumped—Eros was already awake. His eyes—blue, clear, and piercing—were locked on hers. He had been watching.“I thought you were asleep,” Adriana whispered, her voice hoarse with sleep. “You were so still.”“I didn’t want to wake you,” Eros murmured, brushing off the few strands of hair on her face. “You looked peaceful… like you were somewhere far away.”Adriana hesitated, her gaze dropping. “I was,” she said softly, “but I didn’t stay there.”Eros grinned. “Doubt
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“No… You need to stop, Eros.” Adriana’s voice trembled against his ear, her breath shallow, scattered. Her fingers pressed lightly into his shoulders—not to push him away, but as if she didn’t quite know whether to hold on tighter… or let go. But Eros didn’t stop. His hands continued to wander along the soft, sensitive skin of her thighs, slow and sure, while his lips lingered at the base of her neck. He traced her pulse with the tip of his tongue, leaving warm, pulsing kisses that made Adriana’s spine arch. “Please…” she whispered again, but this time with less certainty. Her hands now tangled in his hair, she held him there like she needed him and needed space all at once. Eros heard her plead, so he stilled and lifted his head, his gaze burning into hers—raw, questioning, and completely present. “Why?” he asked softly. Not in anger. Not under pressure. But as if he needed to understand the war behind her eyes. Adriana's lips parted, but no words came out. She could feel her
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The sharp sound of Adriana’s hand against Antonio’s cheek hung in the air like a crack of thunder, leaving silence behind. Hardin and Tessa froze mid-doodle, their pencils hovering above the page as they looked up at their mother, stunned. Eros also stood motionless for a beat, blinking in surprise. No one in the room had ever seen Adriana lash out like that—her composure was a fortress rarely breached. As Adriana’s chest heaved, her voice then shook from fury. “How dare you speak to me like that in my office, right in front of my children?” Her eyes blazing, her arm still slightly raised, her fingers trembled from the force she’d just delivered. But Antonio… He barely flinched. Instead, he straightened slowly, rubbing his reddening cheek with a smirk that only made Adriana's blood boil more. “Get out,” she hissed in a voice lower but laced with steel, her hand pointing toward the door. Eros didn’t wait for him to argue. He stepped forward, his voice dangerously calm. “You heard
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