Her Daughter’s Lover
But somewhere discreet.
The hotel was our chosen sanctuary. The same suite where desire had once consumed us, where passion had overtaken morality, where secrets were shared in whispered gasps and trembling hands. And now, I returned, heart racing, with a secret growing inside me, a secret that made every touch and glance more dangerous, more urgent.
When Ryan opened the door, his eyes darkened with need. He didn’t ask questions, didn’t hesitate. His hands found mine, his lips pressed briefly against my forehead, and the storm within me ignited.
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