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desire the minute I looked into this man's

an on leavi

ve one drink, maybe two. Watch the chaos unfold from a safe distance, prete

d I suddenly wanted the w

he wanted to unravel. Normally, that kind of attention

Russo, the lady whose eternal life was hellbent on revenge. I was

into his eyes, I knew it did. I wanted to feel

?" I'd whispered, half

re you want to get involved with someone like me?" He couldn't s

scare me." Maybe it was the whiskey talkin

nst my ear, and I shuddered. "Good." He m

in the eyes again, that same confide

e, and the next thing I knew, I was i

been afrai

d myself to wal

of space between us felt charged, sparking with something reckless and raw. He leaned against

?" I asked, teasing, needing to fill

're worth stari

g in the way he said it, low and j

s hell fe

ted m

rble and tacky wealth. Instead, his place was sleek, modern, and surprisin

e, urgent and hungry, and I melted into him before I could second-guess myself. M

esperate dance. Clothes peeled off in frantic movements, his hands on my skin, my nails dragging down his back. It wa

od it

I barely processed, promises or praises-I could

ight, I let m

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fter felt lik

kind that gnaws at your gut the second you

from reality crashing back into me at full speed. The sun reflected through the massive windows, ever

I was supposed to be focused. Marco's

s, I reminded myself. Y

from the trail we'd left across his floor. Each piece felt h

when I

ke it meant nothing. But I knew that symbol. I'd spent months memorizing it

caught in

can't b

alive and bite me. My hands were shaking as I fumbled f

refoot, and dialed a secure number-o

aid the secon

Damn, it

made him shut up. "I need you t

be with that man from last night? Isn't that good e

en, Conner!" I snapped

e, then a low disapproving

of Luca's touch still lingering on my skin. My s

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