ROSAELIE Xavier’s hand gently cupped my face, his fingers tracing the line of my tense jaw. His touch wasn’t the same as before, full of temptation and arrogance. This time, there was tenderness there, an almost desperate plea to be trusted. His breath felt warm on my face, the refreshing scent of mint mixed with his distinctive masculine aroma made my senses spin.“I’ll show you just how serious I am,” he whispered before his lips landed on mine.This kiss was different. There was no roughness or desire to dominate. His lips moved slowly, exploring, asking permission to go deeper. I was still frozen, my body stiff as my last line of defense, but my heart began to beat to a different rhythm, no longer out of fear, but because of something else I didn’t dare admit.His other hand began to move, tracing my neck with gentle, massaging strokes. His fingers found the sensitive spots behind my ears, sending shivers down my spine. I tried to stay calm, telling myself that this was a
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