Apex Bloom
I murmured, my gaze dropping to her parted, glossy lips.
"I want to feel you in control," Jessica breathed, her composure entirely unravelling. She reached out, her cool fingers trembling slightly as they brushed against the deep purple bruise on my collarbone. "I want you to ruin me, Lolita. The way you ruined her. The way you broke Franco. I want to be yours."
My blood burned. The absolute, unadulterated surrender in her eyes was a drug more potent than any cocktail. But I wasn't going to give her the satisfaction of a private submission. I wanted her broken in front of everyone.
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