ndant that glowed like captured moonlight; in the other, a gown . "For my

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out, and

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r pines, bounded by moonlit streams, for the

ove gnaws deeper each

p of fabric cut t

rambling up from the floor. Her skirt had torn c

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his perfect night wa

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ice was ice.

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rver's wrist and d

ollo

the meeting ro

erence table, her legs wrap

revealing a tear-streaked

del

t, his so-called celebration for us

wasn't

my mate," Mad

like that? It's like claws in my gut." A low whine escaped her, claws scoring the dirt. "I los

aid, wiping a te

ave my assistant take you back soon.

m as she pressed close. "Others can't mend this ache-only your scen

f her head and pulling her into

s roaming his body, teasing. "But

let out a

you sick or j

wing softly again

her skirt clean from hip to thigh.Her breath hitched when his thumb brushed the lace of her undergarment.In

d back to

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touch me,

at her, calling the enf

red my eye

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n't watc

ook as I st

returned, he h

this hotel. It witnessed our

ifted like it was nothing. The cro

hiding her face's expression behind a mask, b

rver as she prepped the champagne tower. She tiptoe

the tablecloth, and the

w toward her-and me,

s eru

as he sprinted forward, pulling Mad

but his rush knocked

inst the floor, warm

o my skin, each cut like

gh me, but I laughed