est he heave. Say something, she mo

issa's wet, trembling form. He looked ba

mov

ong, heavy arm around Clarissa's waist

olid chest. The trench coat slipped off her shoulder, e

lips firmly against her temple. It wasn't

at his mother. A smooth, apo

ice a low, intimate rumble. "Your ti

ed beating. Her eyes w

outh to scream t

soft flesh of her waist. He pinc

ucked in a breath, biting her tongue to stop herse

gether. She looked like she wa

odore's heart almost stopped, but thank God it didn

and rich. "We are working very ha

ot she felt dizzy. She buried her face into Giovan

, look at her, she's s

clicked open again.

is awake. He is asking

kly. She wiped a stra

nto the room, she t

Genevieve

stepped forward

," Genevieve ordered. Her voice was sharp and commandi

. "Go upstairs. Get out of those wet clothes.

d into the medical wing. The he

ay fell d

anny's chest. She pushed him away with

ing with rage. "Why did you lie to her? Do you

d his collar. The charming son vanishe

ftly. "Should I tell my mother that I was forcing my wife

sa like a physical s

me out. He had trapped her perfec

d down the hall. She kept her eyes

e is ready," Marta sa

grabbed Clarissa's wrist ag

, his lips bru

ispered, his voice laced with venom.

ke lead, but she had no choice. She followed him up