Sinfully Bounded to the Billionaire

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o me. I was by myself with my thoughts, attempting to block out the thr

away from prying eyes and bitter memories. B

dow, watching the neon glow of the city shimmer on the glass. I turned around. Fr

felt like he was exploring the limits of a carefully p

fear down my spine. I felt as though the universe had gather

inking he could hear it. "Frank," I managed to whisper to hi

n his eyes, but there was also a zeal that made

e tip of his head. "I thought you were done with a

ng touch made every ne

finally mastered the

up," I said, my voice shaking. Despite my palm

a night of unadulterated desire, when our bodies' heat and

id to my lips. Softly, as though revealing a secret he had ke

ngs you gave me with every touch and sigh. Lost in the intensity of his gaze, I drifted off. A f

er. In a sultry voice, he queried, "So why fight it?" "

espond. I was drawn to him like a magnet by his soft yet persistent to

nd everything that may be recovered made it de

amiliar but erotic, and each kiss build mem

er as I felt the heat emitting off his body. Every touch and breath

osed my eyes and surrendered to the outp

imes when our bodies lamented and whispered to each other. Insta

tween lips. "Every aspect of you has been missed." I had suppr

I just discovered vulnerability and unadulterated feeling instead. With my voice hardly audible

ened for a minute. Every look, every touch, and every hidden memory that defies fading

. In addition to our shared kiss, I could sense the tension risin

shaking with excitement. "Prove to me that

Dorcas," he added, "I want to show you everything." "I want you to feel alive once m

second, a clash of longing a

hey traced the well-known curves of my body. "Frank, I I opened my mouth, but

den pleasure we had previously experienced, as

where the only thing that existed was the he

as I could hear my heart thumping in my ears. The only thin

ion we shared was an unstoppable force, reg

rushing through me like an uncontrolled, wildfire. A memory of a life that had o

," in a commanding yet yearning tone. "Dorcas,

plea, a dare to put all on the line in t

m afraid, Frank," I muttered, my voice trembling with vulnerability

just enough to meet mine. Then he whispered, "Le

burns between us and put the past

e stayed there, caught up in

ur secret nights, and the perilous promise of fres

ays be the one who could make me feel fully alive, rega

ate quiet was broken by the sound of glass breaking. We

room when I turned, and the su

as he looked around the room at the mayhem that was now reverberating

nce, I held his hand tightly, our previous y

s pieces glittering in the low light. The expression in Frank's e

, a glimmer of terror and re

und the room for the intruder, F

in the unexpected tempest of doubt

m not sure," I said in a barely loud murmur. However, it look

ce of the problem. With an anxious cadence, he mur

to get us... He abruptly tightened his h

across the hall like an alert, be

volving in his eyes. "Dorcas," he called out in

efore I could finish speaking, f

he combination of passion and fear create

he dim exit made me wonder: Who was behind this omen, and wha