She Was His Obsession. Now She's Everyone's
Luna sobs uncontrollably, her restless, feverish lips pressing sloppy, desperate kisses against his exposed neck and collarbone as he carries her to his waiting Bentley.
He is not a saint.
For an entire decade, she is the only woman he has ever truly, deeply desired. Yet, a massive chasm of past sins and family politics has always stood firmly between them. She actively despises him, refusing to even grant him the slightest opportunity to properly pursue her.
And now, she is melting in his arms, her soft, breathy voice begging him to touch her.
He physically cannot force the words of rejection past his lips.
"Be good. Stop moving," he grits out, his jaw clenched so tightly it aches.
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