Kiss The Enemy
she teased, her voice sultry, dropping the towel, her curves a siren’s call.
Kai crossed to her, his hands finding her waist, his voice low, raw. “You’re trouble, Moretti.”
Their lips met, a hungry kiss that sparked desire, her hands tugging him toward the bathroom. The city’s unrest could wait—their love demanded now.
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The penthouse shower was a cocoon of steam and glass, water cascading over their bodies, the air thick with passion. Kai pinned Gianna against the tiles, his hands exploring her curves, his lips on her neck, her moans echoing in the mist. “You’re mine,” he growled, his fingers tracing her hips, his desire urgent yet tender.
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