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Author: Namiko Aris
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-07 23:56:30

Rue’s POV

There’s something dangerous about the way Alessandro kisses me.

It’s not just lust, it’s something deeper, something that brushes the softest part of your soul. His lips don’t just press into mine, they melt into me, like I’m the sweetest thing he has ever tasted. And when he groans, low and rough, it’s like a confession of how much he craves this… craves me. It makes me want to give him everything. To fall apart for him. To let him ruin me in the most beautiful ways.

The pleasure hums beneath my skin, hot and electric. His touch, at first, is gentle, like he is holding a secret, like he knows what he is about to do and wants me to savor the calm before everything goes to shit.

But when he pins me to the bed, the softness vanishes.

He becomes hard, unrelenting, and hungry. Each thrust of his hips is a command. Each growl in my ear is a reminder that I’m his and I don't have any say whatsoever.

And I want it all, I want the chaos and the tenderness. The punishment and the p
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