✴️✴️"I'm—oh God, Roman, I'm—" Mila tried to scream out her surrender, but the intense, shattering climax hit her so hard that her words were cut completely short, leaving her to let out a loud, breathless m—moan right into the quiet room.Roman moved faster."Ah... Roman, wait," she gasped, her hands shaking as her nails dug into the dark leather of his executive armchair. Her head tossed back, her vision blurry with a mix of leftover shock and a fresh, dangerous wave of heat. "He... he took it. He really just left me.""I told you he didn't deserve you," Roman growled against her neck, his voice a low, wild rumble of pure, raw control. His jaw tightened as he looked down at her flushed face, his slate-gray eyes locked on hers. "He's gone. You're mine now. Mine. Don't waste another breath thinking about a coward who has a price tag."With a hard surge of power, Roman gripped her waist and stood straight up from the leather armchair, lifting her entire weight with him in one move.
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