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"What time are you gonna pick them up?" He asks when we were riding the elevator to Level 40.

I take a glance at the watch on my wrist before answering, "In two hours."

"Damn it," he growls before launching his lips on mine as one of his hands pulls me closer to him.

I squeal at the sudden attack, "The fuck, Luca?"

After pushing his chest to get away from him, I take a few steps backward to distance ourselves, wiping my mouth thanks to his sloppy kiss earlier.

"We need to start now if we're gonna make it in time. Now." With that he pulls me to him again, though instead of attacking my lips, he's targeting my neck by nibbling on every inch of it.

I groan, half protesting.

The other half? I'm battling with myself for how good he makes me feel. If not for the elevator door that opens a few seconds later, I'm sure I'll be a very willing partner despite the CCTV installed in here.

"Let's go, Baby," he grabs both of my thighs that I automatically hop on and straddle him.

I hate ho