I left Aurelio’s room with my lips still tingling from the heat of our encounter, heart pounding like a drum in my chest. His kiss lingered on my skin, the memory of his breath and the faint scent of smoke and cedar making it impossible to think straight. I should’ve been furious with myself. I should’ve stayed far away. But when he kissed me like that, it was impossible to stay logical.I staggered lightly down the hallway, still catching my breath, shirt half-tucked and messy hair falling into my eyes. I barely noticed the mansion’s quiet, the usual echoes of empty corridors and polished marble muted against the storm of thoughts racing in my head.And then I saw him.Slate.He sat on the couch like a predator disguised as calm. One arm draped across the backrest, long legs crossed, posture deceptively casual. But his expression—God, that expression—was anything but relaxed. It was sharp, unreadable, and almost terrifying. Possession, anger, and something else—something darker—seeme
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