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Chapter 40

last update publish date: 2026-02-12 21:22:01

He pulls me closer as I chew, his mouth finding my neck.

ā€œIt was really romantic, Luca.ā€

ā€œIt wasn’t romantic,ā€ I mutter. ā€œIt was unhinged.ā€

He grins wild, crooked, beautiful. Like someone who belongs in the same dark place I do.

ā€œThat’s what made it romantic, baby.ā€

He kisses me again, sweet and warm, and I forget I’m angry. Forget the house. Forget the game. Forget everything except him, his taste, his heat, the way Tyler Bennett undoes me.

When w

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