CHAPTER 10: MAKING MY POINT MAXINE:She recoiled instantly, clutching her blouse. “What?”“You heard me.”“Sir please, I said I'm sorry. I truly regret what I did.” she trembled as she spoke.“I believe you. And that's why I didn’t kill you,” I corrected, stepping toward her. “But you need to get used to my touch.”I saw her tremble again. She wasn’t ready. Not yet.With a sigh, I closed the distance and brought my hand to her face once more. Her skin was warm, trembling beneath my touch.Her scent hit me then—something soft and intoxicating. It pulled at a primal part of me I’d buried long ago.I leaned in slowly, letting my nose graze the crook of her neck. She stiffened, gasping.“You smell like trouble,” I whispered, voice low.She said nothing, but her breathing picked up.I brushed my lips over her collarbone, not quite a kiss, just a touch. Her pulse jumped under her skin.“You’re reacting,” I said with a dark smile. “You hate me, but your body doesn’t.”“I don’t—”“You don’t
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