The Vault of Sin
He reached out, his fingers tracing the line of my jaw, moving down to the hollow of my throat where my pulse was betraying me again.
"No one thinks you're on a leash, Jade," he murmured, his voice a low, gravelly vibration. "They think you're the woman who finally found a man worth hacking."
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a necklace. It was a thin platinum chain holding a single, teardrop-shaped ruby. He stepped behind me, his hands brushing against my bare back as he fastened the clasp. The contact sent a jolt of electricity straight to my core, a spark that felt like code entering a restricted server.
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