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64. Softly. Hungrily. Possessively.

Author: @Gupta
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-24 06:22:08

NINA

Something was fúcking wrong with me.

How could I settle in his lap and let myself get lost in the heat of his body? But damn, for being a cold, heartless monster, he sure has the body heat similar to a comforting woollen blanket in the frigid temperature.

He had been conversing in Russian and the rumble of his accented voice had lulled me to a false sense of safety. And I had almost relaxed into him.

Now I blinked at him as his question registered, “Are you sleeping, wife?”

I stiffened. “No.”

“Good. Now that everyone is here let’s begin with next part of your punishment.”

Before I could respond or slid out of his lap, he stood up with his arms securely wrapped around me.

My eyes went to Lachlan, and unlike before, he seemed to be at ease now like he had come to terms with whatever Jeremiah had planned.

Lachlan stood without a word. The others followed, falling into line behind him.

I was surrounded by shadows in suits, by silence thick with menace and danger.

And yet… in a
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This chapter is Amazing! Damn, each character is so unique… You are a genius when it comes to your imagination Ms. Gupta.. Wish someone could make a movie with it!
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