~TWENTY SIX~

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The union of Karl & Azaleas.
Fire meet Gasoline.

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Karl's duplex interior

Karl's duplex interior

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Azaleas POV

"Yes she's fine and sleeping now.I will bring her soon after she wakes up and checking her up ."I heard a familiar voice spoking out as I furrowed my eyebrows with closed eyes."I knew those spineless coward won't dare to remain present there after threatening Androse."I again heard the same voice spoking out darkly after some time causing my eyes to now snap open and bolt up in alert.

I cursed under my breath realising the injury on my shoulder and my location in a master bed,not in any shallow dark room.

Looking up still holding my now bandaged shoulder,I found an upper half naked back facing me as rays of sun fell above his broad back highlighting his upper back tattoo.I tried to decipher the design rebuking my internal urge to run my fingers over the intricate design.My daze removed hearing the familiar deep voice bade his goodbye disconnecting the call.

I saw the naked back turning around seeing a pair of familiar midnight intense eyes connecting with mine. I continued gazing at his face fighting my best to not glance over his firm body above which I was leaning earlier.My insides flamed up remembering how I completely surrendered to his warmth and comfort as if sure that nothing can faze me now.

My burnings increased tenfold watching Mr.Ivano striding towards me with precise determination.

My mouth opened slightly ready to say anything,something about ongoing situation. But every word and sense evaporated as I saw him leaning down connecting our lips in a heated fusion.

Lord.

I moaned lightly closing my eyes as he kissed me with an unrestrained need while wrapping his bare arm around my waist pulling me up towards his naked chest.Not minding about my shoulder and warning bells, I shamelessly roamed my hands over his broad chest loving the feel of his skin below my fingertips.I prolonged our kiss by fighting with his domineering tongue as he cupped my jaw with another hand keeping me in place.

In fervor,I mindlessly went to wrap my arms around his neck causing me to groan out in pain between our kisses.Immediately,he broke our kiss as I whined in protest feeling him to give a peck on my lips at my response.

Realising my whining,my cheeks heated up in serious embarrassment as he positioned me to sit over the bed with extreme gentleness.

Taking a deep breath,I glanced down avoiding his gaze finally noticing my appearance.I was wearing,or more accurately, drowning in a huge white formal shirt as I instinctively touched my hair finding with relief that I'm still wearing my black wig.

"Why I'm here?"I asked glancing at the whole dark blue themed royal bedroom.Judging from the whole interior and male shirt and towel in the couch,it's undoubtedly his room.

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