His Darkest Temptation
They pressed against each other, the cool stone around them turning into heat, their bodies igniting with a desperate need to connect, to be seen, to be real.
When they finally pulled away, breathless, their foreheads touched. Isabella felt the wetness of his tears on her cheeks, mingling with her own. For a moment, they simply stayed like that, letting the world outside slip away, holding on to the fragile comfort of each other’s arms.
“I can’t promise you a happy ending,” Adrian whispered, his voice thick with emotion.
She smiled, her eyes bright with a kind of quiet strength. “I don’t want a happy ending. I want the truth. I want a future we choose, no matter how uncertain, no matter how
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