My Forbidden Brother
"You think this is like one of those books you hide under your pillow? It's not. If we do this, the 'stepbrother' act is dead. I won't be gentle, and I won't let you go back to being the innocent girl I met a week ago."
I swallowed hard, my lungs feeling too small for the air in the room. I looked up at him, my pulse thrumming in my throat. I didn't want the "brother." I wanted the man who looked at me like I was the only thing in the world that mattered.
"I know," I breathed, my fingers curling against the wood of the desk.
Adrian’s jaw clenched, a muscle leaping in his cheek. He let go of my wrists, his hands traveling slowly up my arms to my shoulders, then higher, until his fingers we
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