Aria's POVHe didn’t answer. He just looked at me silent, unreadable, his gaze heavy enough to pin me in place.I struggled, trying to pull away from him. I didn’t want to be here, not like this. I wanted distance, anything that would stop my heart from hurting this way. I twisted, my body tense with the need to escape, but his grip tightened instead, firm making my blood boil.“Leave me,” I snapped, my voice sharp with anger and pain.He didn’t.Before I could understand what was happening, he pulled me toward him. His lips crashed against mine suddenly, desperate, fierce and my heart stuttered in my chest. The kiss stole the breath from my lungs, catching me completely off guard.I fought it at first. I really did. I pushed against his chest, tried to keep my guard up, tried to remind myself why I was angry, why I was hurt. But he didn’t let go. He held me there, steady.And slowly, against my will, my resistance cracked.The heat of the kiss seeped into me, melting the anger, so
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