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“Brady can’t have this. Only me.” “Only you,” he groaned, gripping my hips, thrusting up. “I love you, Cassandra. Even with all this crazy shit.” We came together again, sweaty and breathing hard. Later, tangled on the couch, he stroked my hair. “The blackmailer’s gone. Secret’s still safe. But Brady and Sophia are getting too close.” I traced his chest. “We’ll be more careful. But right now… I just want you again.” He kissed me slowly. “Good. Because I’m not done with you tonight.”

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Guilt makes my stomach twist and turn, but I still have every intention of finding out what was in that book, one way or another. You could just ask him, I think. But after our conversation on the beach this morning, when he got upset at me simply for researching him, I have a feeling that won't end well. If anything, I'm afraid it will decrease my chances of learning the truth - if Rafe has something to hide from me, I suspect the book would disappear before I had the chance to look in it again. I hear him enter the room behind me, feel the familiar, pleasurable rush of sensation down my back. How is it that no matter how many questions or doubts I have about him, my body still reacts this

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“You need to go, Scarlett. Now.” She nodded, her cheeks burning with a mixture of shame and a thrilling, defiant heat. She turned and fled. It did nothing to quell the storm he had unleashed inside her. The memory of the kiss, the possessive grip of his hands, the wrecked sound of his voice, it was too much to process, yet a hunger had been awakened that demanded more. The following week, there was a seminar on power asymmetries in the modern novel felt like a special kind of torture. The subject matter which once would have been a purely intellectual exercise, now felt like a personal, pointed critique.

“Pffft. Right. None of those girls can even touch you. Not even close. And I’m not drunk. I know exactly what I’m doing.” He leans in and kisses my neck, licking and sucking his way down to my chest. My heart and brain accept everything he says without question. It only takes me three seconds to completely obliterate all images of those girls and the stuff that happened in the club. Not only does he look and sound super honest, but I’m about as turned-on as I’ve ever been in my entire life. Boom! Goodbye jealousy and hello future orgasm!

Would she find the promises were empty, the mystery tour nothing more than a nightmare voyage? She looked at Alexis and knew without a shadow of doubt that she was deeply and irreversibly in love with him and that was why these past few days had been so special. Could it ever be possible he would come to love her too? They drank wine that night in Skiathos. In a candlelit room which smelt of pines and echoed with crickets she spent her last night alone with him. He’d booked them into a hotel, even though the Challenger was berthed in the harbour.

He offered and handed his pill to me, bringing a bright smile to my face. "Thanks bro." I thanked him, and he winked, rushing out. That was how he saved me, but I knew it was only a matter of time before my secret would be exposed. This was a dangerous path to tread—the type that would bring disaster and death at the end. It was that type of romance that has no happy ending. I knew this, and I should stay away. The best option was to kill her and save myself from falling harder, but my powers are weak in front of her.

The robe slid from my shoulders with a whisper and pooled at my feet, leaving me bare beneath his hungry gaze. “You just didn’t see me,” I whispered, pulling him into another heated kiss, unwilling to let a single second slip away. His lips claimed mine with urgency. He sucked gently on my lower lip while I nipped at his upper, parting for him. Our tongues tangled, hot and reckless, igniting sparks that raced through my veins. His hand slid firmly around my waist, drawing me flush against his body until there was no space left between us. The kiss deepened, consuming, as if neither of us could get enough.

David Del Valle had decided to stay at the salon, to make sure that everything was in good condition, and Maria went back to Miami with Emiliano Romero, she needed, according to her, some time to rest and cool down her brain, which had become so frustrated. That same day, when the Mexican woman finished investigating Daniel's mistress, they returned home. After three weeks, Maria began to attend to business, but there was a day when she arrived very tired; sometimes when she was too exhausted she preferred to rest in a room by herself; Then she arrived, took a warm shower, relaxed in a bubble bath, then lay down on her bed, but when she tried to fall asleep she couldn't, she was too pensive,