THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME
He was still in jeans and a loose black tee, controller abandoned on the couch, hair messy like he'd been dragging his hands through it.
Big hands caught her waist, steadying her.
"Hey, baby girl," Luca murmured, bending to kiss her forehead, all sweet, brotherly affection.
Maria didn’t even hesitate.
She grabbed the front of his shirt and hauled him down, crushing her mouth to his.
The kiss exploded between them — hot, messy, Luca chuckling low as he let her have her way.
"Fuck, you’re trouble," he breathed against her lips.
Before Maria could answer, he turned her, pinned her front against the wall so fast it knocked the air from her lungs.
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