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Chapter Forty-two: Aftermath

Even before her stinging hand could return to its initial position by her side, she felt a firm grip on her upper arms before she was roughly pushed against the wall nearby and her swollen lips invaded once again.

Those same skilled lips that had sent her to smoldering heights just seconds ago crashed against hers with a renewed vigor. As if the slap was just like fuel added to an already ravaging fire— the ravaging fire of his desire for her. His lips, thoroughly kissed and swollen just like hers, attacked her own with unrestrained passion, trying to make them part so he can snake his tongue deep inside.

But not this time. This time around, Angelina was in full control of her senses so she clamped her lips as tightly as she had never done before. Then with all her might, she used both hands to try and push him off her body but alas, her strength was no match to that of the muscular, young Adonis Greek god-like body pushing her back against the wall.

Maxwell refused to relent. He was
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