The Runaway Heiress And Her Secret Triplets

id scent of gunpowder clung to his

Ansley's small chin, calluses scraping against her

ick as syrup in her veins. But her eyes were sti

ngers away from her chin. The smack echo

ied to stand. The moment her feet took her

waist, pulling her flush against his hard chest,

ply. The distinct, crisp scent of citrus-bergamot

'd been relentlessly hunting, the phantom who had

lid chest, her palms flattening against the hard wall of muscle.

all's eyes went pitch black. The

he knees, and lifted her into his arms eff

and weak. People watched in stunned, frozen silence, but the terrifying, unspoken

he VIP elevator at the back of the club. The crowd par

etal doors slid shut, sealing the

eat beaded on her forehead and slid down her temples. What

her own collar instead. She ripped the top buttons open, exposing the flushe

pple bobbed hard. A dangerous, primal fire ignit

inst his chest, his grip an iron cage. "Stop movi

penthouse on the top floor-his penthouse, the one he

or open and strode inside, his foo

assive king-sized bed. She bounced slightly on the soft matt

he door. The deadbolt slid ho

se, the silk hissing through his collar. He shrugged of

. The heat was unbearable, a furnace under her skin.

rms reached out and wrapped tightly around Kendall's n

h her veins, she pressed her lips against his. The

all's mind like a hammer through glass. Ele

d her to the mattress. He took control of her mouth, devouring her with a hung

only heat, and skin, and eleven years of h