BELCALIS He leaned in despite my little protests, his scent overwhelming me in the small space. He tried to capture my lips, but I pushed him back, my hands flat against his hard chest. "You’re a maniac, Kade Carter." "That makes two of us," he murmured, standing up and reaching out a hand. "My room. Now. Unless you want to take the risk of Ivy waking up to the sound of you moaning my name." I let out a shaky sigh, defeated by my own traitorous body. I slipped out of bed, my nightgown sliding against my skin, and followed the shadow of the man I was supposed to hate out into the hallway. Kade’s room was nothing but a sanctuary of dark wallpapers and the scent of expensive cologne. It was uniquely him—dark and exquisite. The second the door clicked shut, every single piece of my morality dropped. Kade picked me up swiftly and tossed me onto the center of his king-sized bed causing me to bounce with a small devilish laugh. The sheets were crisp, neat, and smelled exactly li
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