BOUGHT,TAMED AND TAKEN
She had stopped because somewhere along the way, she had begun to crave the very chains he wrapped around her.
Luciano released her, but the ghost of his touch burned. He reached into his pocket, pulling out a small, black device. A phone—but unlike any she had seen before. No screen, just a blinking red light.
Aria frowned. “What is that?”
He studied it, his jaw tightening. “A signal.”
“For what?”
His eyes flicked back to her, unreadable. “For war.”
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The light blinked once, steady and deliberate, like a pulse.
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