Forbidden Desire
He didn’t move away.
If anything, he leaned closer. My breathe caught.
“Aisha Manchester,” he murmured, lifting my chin so I had no choice but to meet his gaze, “fate brought you back to pay for your sins.”
My heart thundered.
“And you will pay.”
“Will you push me in front of an oncoming train?” I asked, trying to hide my fear.
He chuckled, dark and low, as his hand slid down my waist.
“I have better ways.”
His hand shot out instantly, gripping my waist and holding me in place.
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