My warrior mate's forbidden desire
I narrowed my eyes at him, but before I could respond, the door opened again.
In sauntered Akira, her presence commanding as always. Without a word, she strode over to me, leaning down to press her lips against mine in a bold, possessive kiss. I froze, caught off guard by her audacity, and out of the corner of my eye, I caught Miguel’s expression shift to one of pure disgust.
When Akira finally pulled away, Miguel let out a loud, exaggerated sigh, shaking his head. “You’ve got to be kidding me, Atlas. This is what you’ve settled for?”
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