ISABELHarvey's mouth crashes into mine with brutal, desperate hunger.This isn't gentle or sweet like Ares. Isn't controlled and possessive like Marco. This is raw, angry and almost violent in its intensity.He kisses like he's been starving and I'm his first meal in months, like he's been holding back for so long that now, unleashed, he can't control himself.It can't be anything other than pure need and obsession.I respond with equal desperation, my hands fisting in his bloody shirt, pulling him closer.All those weeks of fantasy. All those nights touching myself while reading his notes, imagining what my stalker would be like.The reality is so much better.So much darker.So much more intense than anything I imagined.Harvey's hands are everywhere—rough, possessive, and claiming. In my hair, yanking my head back. On my waist, gripping hard enough to bruise. Sliding up my ribs, his thumbs brushing the underside of my breasts.No gentleness, no hesitation, just pure claiming.He b
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