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Blood and Desire

Chapter 4 HIS RULES

Word Count: 821    |    Released on: 15/04/2025

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“His fingers made her tremble. His mouth made her beg. His love might just destroy her. One night was all she needed. One desperate shift at an elite nightclub. She wore the short dress, balanced the tray, and avoided the stares-until he looked at her like he already owned her. Damien Morretti-sinfully rich, dangerously powerful, and devastatingly gorgeous-didn't just want a taste. He wanted all of her. From the moment he touched her, Sienna's body betrayed her. His voice, his hands, his scent-he ignited a hunger in her she never knew existed. Every kiss felt like a claim. Every moan dragged her deeper into a world of silk sheets, secret desires, and overwhelming passion. But behind the pleasure was obsession. Behind the gifts, control. And when her world begins to unravel, Sienna discovers that Damien isn't just a man-he's a storm in a tailored suit, watching her long before she ever knew his name. She should run. She should say no. But when he whispers, "You belong to me," her body says yes. Lust brought them together. Possession might tear them apart. But what if love was the most dangerous thing of all?”