lit, smelling of expensiv
g the room. She was wearing a silk blouse, unbuttoned
ed him im
adows seemed to cling to him. He was reading a file
vy rhythm. She forced her breathing to slow down. She sq
ion. She pulled out the cha
locked onto her face. He did not look surpr
a said. Her voice was steady, lac
ak. He just stare
ate motion, she unbuttoned the top two buttons and pulled the fabric aside, exposing the ski
to her throat. The mu
He stiffened, but he did not pull away. She dragged his hand across
into her flesh. She felt a s
said. His voice was a low, dangerou
ser. Her face was
the fire," Gia
to her eyes. His fingers flexed against the bruises on her t
said. His voice was a low, dangerou
ssed to her neck, refusi
t?" Algot asked
wly. She held his hand in
he words hung in the air bet
, pure shock flashed in his eyes, quick
de me feel... interested," Gianna lied
from her neck. He stood up. His ma
t," Algot said. His voice was tight, strain
e stepped around the ta
Gianna said, looking up into his eyes. "
remembered the way her touch had erased his pain - twice now.
m brushing against hers, and
ed his broad back disappear through the doors.
That meant he wa
re you trying
ting voice shat
feet away, her face twisted in an ugly sneer. As
shed. The real war

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