~ Marco ~She shouldn’t be on her knees for me.Not in this house.Not with the door unlocked and the house filled with staffs.But I can’t stop staring.The Elena I knew—the quiet, careful one—was gone. This woman kneeling in front of me is all heat and hunger, bold and unafraid. My chest tightens and my pulse races at the thought that I might be the one to finally claim her, to make her mine in a way no one else ever could.I’ve watched her shrink under the boss’s cold, controlling hands, flinching at the slightest brush of his sleeve, hiding behind polite smiles.Tonight, none of that remains. Her fingers brush mine, her lips part, and every gasp tells me she’s finally free… if only for now.For a moment I just freeze. I shouldn’t be the one she turns to. But she is.Waiting for me to ruin her.I hook an arm under her thighs and lift, my fingers tremble just slightly as I adjust her leg. I wonder if I should stop, but the need inside me refuses.Her breath hitches, a warm, tremblin
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