BOUND TO LOVE MY ENEMY
To my surprise, she complied without argument, lifting her arms as I carefully peeled away her damp blouse.
When her back was bared to me, smooth and pale in the dim light of my room, I felt my groin tighten with desire.
The sight of her, vulnerable and trusting in my space, wearing nothing but a delicate lace bra, made me want to forget everything else and claim her right there.
I had to shake the thought away forcefully, remembering our last heated encounter when she had whispered against my ear that she was still a virgin.
Even now, I struggled to believe it, someone as beautiful and fierce as Marianna, untouched by another man.
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