HARSH
His touch was firm yet gentle, his lips warm against hers.
Victor’s hands began to explore, tracing the curve of her back and the line of her hip. She gasped as his fingers brushed against her bare skin, sending shivers in her body. He pulled her closer, their bodies pressed together, the heat between them building with every passing second.
For a moment, the rest of the world fades away. There were no rival gangs, no threats, no power struggles…. just the two of them, lost in a moment of unexpected touch.
But the moment broke as the sound of a gunshot echoed in the distance.
Bab Populer