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Corinne Nash was staring at a trending post on
k up his former tutor-after years of keeping every woman at arm's
oked uncharacteristically gentle. Nestled close against his side, Jessica
Ryland's high school tutor,
reckless troublemaker, the kind of son who
ca had turned that unruly boy inside out, mold
ther. Whispers claimed the two had secretly married long ago,
ally cornered Ryland into signing a marriage contract
ement, he had already hurried to bring Jessica
nts into her palm, the sting barely registering before she abruptly slipped o
of red wine. A faint haze of alcohol dimmed Ryland's pale eyes. As he crossed the room with long, unstea
" A husky murmur brushed along her neck, his breath
st, his fingers sliding beneath the thin fabric of
him-yet beneath it, another fragrance cl
hoved him back without hesitation. "I ju
er backward against the vanity, the hard edge pressing in
e a bath together once w
distant and untouchable in public revealed a f
e his, those words carried a dang
t easily believe he was hopelessly in love wi
rice to pull the Nash family out of ruin. In his eyes, she had never been anything more than
ingers had already slipped beneath the thin strap of
ing into something unreadable as he leaned
ipped past Corinne's lips bef
ood every one of her sensitive spots, p
their bodies had always fallen into the s
en none of it had eve
wandering hand had already slid deeper,
eath catching as her voice came out tight an
to an end, it was better for the
ll pulsing through him, he reined himsel
they fixed on her flushed cheeks, his breath
enth-it's just been
chless-she couldn't find
d of pushing further, he lifted her into his
cycle... are your periods irregular? Have you been under too much stre
ping her gaze lowered, she didn't dare look at h
ree years, that steady gentleness had worn down her defenses little by little, until she
he truth, cold and merciless, reminding her exactly
iness any longer. If she didn't end it now, the
eed to end th
suddenly rang. With just a single glance, sh
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