Kissed by a stranger Marked forever

rol, now felt like a cage. Two days. Two full days. And not a single word from Felicia No returned calls. No read receipts. Not even a damn emoji. The last message he sent "

emistry than you and her," she whispered, lips brushing the shell of his ear. And then, just like before... he let it happen. Their mouths collided, desperate, messy, full of twisted hunger. His hand tangled in her hair, pulling her closer as she straddled him in his leather chair. Their rhythm was familiar, carnal, reckless. Suits pushed aside, buttons torn, breaths ragged. She moaned his name into his mouth as he lifted her hips, slamming her down onto him, no protection between them. He didn't care. He wasn't thinking. He was only feeling anger, lust, guilt, shame, all tangled into the kind of sex that left bruises and regret. She clung to his shoulders, nails biting his skin as they moved together in a storm of possession. The sound of skin on skin filled the office, mixing with the faint hum of traffic outside the windows. Her heels hit the floor with a dull thud, and for a fleeting moment, Jaden imagined Felicia walking in and seeing this chaos.