Silent Killer: A Dark Female Spy Romance
The kiss was all-consuming, wild and untamed, as though we were both drowning in it—both sinking into the dark together, unable to pull back.
His hands moved to the hem of my shirt, tugging it up impatiently, and I knew what was coming.
Part of me wanted to scream, wanted to fight him off.
But another part of me—something darker, something hungrier—welcomed it.
Welcomed the need, the hunger, the power he was giving me and taking away all at once.
He broke the kiss again, but this time he didn’t pull away.
He stood there, staring down at me with eyes so full of darkness, I thought I might drown in them.
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