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CHAPTER SEVEN

Author: Inkbyjane
last update publish date: 2026-06-01 14:51:32

(Jane’s POV)

The weight of his massive body hovering over mine was entirely intoxicating. Trapped between his arms and the edge of the mattress, there was nowhere left to run. The heavy, dark room felt like it was spinning, the air thick with a dangerous, suffocating heat.

"Benjamin," I breathed, my hands coming up instinctively to press against his chest.

His muscles were rigid, hard as stone beneath the thin fabric of his white shirt. His heart was hammering so violently against my palm
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