The Lost Princess of the Orphanage
He’d feel the sparks that her touch scattered about his skin, the tingling promise of the pleasure their bodies would find in each other.
She was right there, and she knew – his second chance, right in front of him, staring up at him with her wide beautiful eyes and parted lips, waiting for him to kiss her – to recognise her, claim her as his and him as hers – their heartbeats were synchronising –
Nadia whispered, “Vincent, I found out that rejection recovery like mine – it can only happen when you find your second chance.”
For the barest second, Vincent was ready to break the promise he’d made to himself – and to her, silently. I swear, Nadia, I’ll never tell you about what I am to you.
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