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I pulled him toward me and crashed my mouth against his. It wasn't a soft kiss. It wasn't a movie kiss. It was messy, desperate, and full of all the anger and confusion we had been carrying since the day we became roommates. It tasted like salt and heat. It felt like a fight. Jax made a low sound in his throat: half a groan, half a growl and slammed me back against the tiled wall. The cold tile hit my back, but I didn't care because his body was warm, pressing against me, pinning me there. His hands moved from my arms to my waist, gripping me so hard I knew there would be marks tomorrow.

They clashed and met, then separated to repeat a similar rhythm. Velia squeezed Lucas' broad chest. Lucas' reception drove her wild with desire. She spurred on and shifted slightly to position Lucas' masculinity at her sensitive spot. Desire was fulfilled. It felt intoxicating. Injecting addiction and greed that fueled their passion. As if there was a blazing fire engulfing them. Surrounding and burning them as if they were worthless pieces of wood. Igniting. Sparking. Each flame brought forth a growing blaze. Boiling. Evaporating. Each heat brought forth cascades of sweat.

, you know? "No," he replied. I opened my eyes, turning my head to find him. Hazz had a frown, leaning with an elbow and leaving his head in the palm of his hand. He only expressed the complete confusion. "Dd have you never watched A Beautiful Woman? "I asked, and he denied it. I was amazed. "It's my favorite romance of my whole life. It's about a prostitute who agrees to spend a weekend with her client, but they end up falling in love. It's a classic of every passionate and romantic woman's life. And a secret love of the men who only watched for Julia Roberts and the piano scene with Richard Gere.”

She whisper quietly looking down at her lap. I frown . I put the brown box aside and sit beside her on the bed holding her hand. " hey....listen you don't need to ever feel guilty or embarrasse about money or asking me something. Do you get it." I said softly looking at her eyes. " Because my love , the money , the empire that I built , its all because of you. Because I want to spoil you so much. I don't fucking care if you don't remember me and my love , all I want is you by my side. You never have to be embarrass about not able to reciprocate my feelings, I am fine with it but don't ever force yourself."

and hugged me like I was blood. Every time I saw her smile, my chest felt warm. And Alessandro… The man who had once been my contract husband had become something else entirely. The sliding door opened behind me. I didn’t need to turn around to know it was him. I could feel his presence like a heat against my back. His arms wrapped around me from behind, strong and possessive. One hand slid under my robe, cupping my breast, the other dipping between my legs, fingers stroking my already wet pussy.