The Undercover's Temptation

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atter. Most patrons were more interested in the shadows than in the drinks. Inferno had always bee

e, pretending to clean an already spotless counter. It was the routine I'd

something in the

way Alessandro wa

tension was thick enough to choke on, and

suppose

t another

eep and controlled, cutting t

ke you're hi

urn. "I do

when I'm

owly. The words stung mo

ould feel the heat of his body against m

my back to him. I knew it was a lie, bu

rape of his chair against the floor as he sat down beside me. His scent re

of thoughts," he said, his voi

e, studying. Not asking fo

said. My voice came out quieter t

nd curious. The challenge was clear in his tone, but there was somet

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ause you want

low and predatory. "And you t

dangerous, like they could see everything I was hiding and ever

mean it. He could call me whatever he wanted. Th

d, and it felt like the temperature in the room jump

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ted to take on, but one

I shot back, leaning forward just

as a whisper, but his words carried.

hat's

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ween us. I should've denied it, should've pus

, exactly?"

said, voice low and dangerous. "You lie to yourself every time you look at me and pr

tuttered i

pposed to f

sed to want to

mething both beneath him and above his re

t let thi

ll in my body screamed to lean in. I wasn't ready for

," I said, more to

't shift. He

lied. "And that's what m

swagger, cutting the tension like a blade through soft butte

rrupting s

e heat in my cheeks betrayed me. Alessandro didn

his tone never losing that calm, da

of us. "Funny, I thought you were going to ask h

contained

Luca. He never did. His

re whether I was playing a game or