Chapter 172KYLE"This is you and me," Darius interrupted, sitting up so we were face to face, chest to chest. "Forget about Evelyn. Forget about your family. Right now, in this moment, you're not anyone's servant. You're my mate, in my bed, about to let me make love to you properly."Make love. Not fuck, not screw, not any of the crude terms that reduced what was happening to just physical release. Make love. Like this meant something. Like I meant something.I should have said no. Should have climbed off him, gathered what remained of my dignity and my clothes, and insisted we maintain professional boundaries. Should have remembered all the reasons this was a terrible idea.Instead, I leaned in and kissed him.He made a sound low in his throat—triumph and desire and relief all mixed together—and kissed me back with enough intensity to steal what little breath I had left. His hands were everywhere, mapping every inch of exposed skin, sliding under my shirt to touch and tease and clai
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