VELVET GUN
Francesca Chowviolettahunter huntervendettaGolden Boy
Giovanni obeyed like a man possessed.
She leaned back against the rug, her fingers disappearing between her thighs, eyes fixed on his. Her breathing quickened—part performance, part genuine. He watched her, his strokes speeding up, lips parted. “You’re gonna be mine after all this,” he murmured, panting. “You know that, right? I’m gonna marry Ellie but you— You’ll be mine, Marcella. My sweet, expensive secret.”
Marcella’s smile didn’t waver. “Is that right?”
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