Chapter Six

Leonel

An intense surge of desire filled my body when I lowered my lips to kiss Miracle. A passionate fluttering arose at the back of my neck and her nearness gave me an unexplainable comfort.

She wound her arms around my jacket and my lips brushed against hers. The kiss sang through my veins, slow and drugging, while my hands stroked up and down her soft curves, my fingers playing along her back.

My entire body was alive with energy, her taste intoxicating like an exotic dessert. I didn't want her to stop, but somehow I knew I should.

In all my life, I have never witnessed something so pure and strong; it was more than sexual lust or attraction.

It was as if we were meant for each other, a feeling too powerful to resist, a feeling beyond the realm of common sense, despite the stupid contract binding us.

She wrapped her arms around my neck, returning the kiss with surprising passion. I deepened it, forgetting for a moment that this was all fake. Her lips were soft, her breath