The Rogue Blessed Luna
He was staring out the window with his hands tucked inside his pockets, he turned around to face me as I locked the door with a soft click sweeping through the office, and I made my way to the sofa.
"Have you come for a tour?" He asked acidly as he arched his brows and I started to laugh. "I'm glad you find it fucking funny!" He walked towards me.
"You know what Elsa says: Let it go," I say referring to the Frozen movie as I roll my eyes heavenward and stand up.
Our gazes collided, mine was full of laughter, his was blazing with anger, and his gaze stripped me bare as his scent assaulted my senses. A plague of goosebumps pebbled across my heated skin,
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