LOVE CYCLE
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ss her chest. The night breeze flowed in from the open win
r life now-locked in a grand estate, u
now,
or swung open
sharp black suit, looking effortlessly powerful, his every step measured and confident
arrowed. "What t
toward the designer. "She's here t
ed, shaking h
all smirk, tiltin
where with you. I'd rather rot in this damn roo
nsing the tension in the air. She clea
smoothly, not taking
ran out the door, sh
ok a slow step toward Camille. "I sugg
"Or what? You will lock me in a
s amusement only fue
he said, voice low. "Dress you
it-calm, controlled, but utterly possessi
see you try
not to grab her, but to trail his fingers
stif
c that hugged her body. "Careful, Camille," he murmured, voice like a slo
ce stretched
ff his face-but another part of her, a dangerous part,
breath warm against her
she turned toward the closet, yanking ou
woul
dn't make it
-crystal chandeliers casting golden light over
hair swept into an intricate updo. She looked ever
h she offered him
ed through him, but her body was ri
s the perfect host-calm, colle
tience wore thinner. She was tired of
ome, well-mannered, and nothing like the be
iled.
s a m
om, Luciano s
eadable, but his grip on hi
she had cro
ball ended, s
, Luciano's hand closed around
ed away. "Le
s locked onto hers. "You
? Talking to a dec
if trying to restrain hims
brow. "Because I
Because you laughed with another man
d on Camille's lips.
clenched. He d
ice a quiet warning. "Be care
his gaze for
ugged. "Take
g a hand through his hair befor
nse-a silence so thic
mmed against his thig
ked. She had
he li
icked off her heels and strode tow
d lethal behind her. "Where
" she sh
pping around her wrist-not harshly, bu
again," he
d. His grip was warm, h
m, her heart hammer
against her pulse, his
he reminded her, vo
llowed. "On
ted his hea
t go of her
suddenly cold w
k, his smirk infuriatin
ed. What the he
mand, or break her defiance. But
flared.
eading toward the study
fists, watching him d
ustrate him. To push
l like he was the