Clementine, a social media manager with fiery red hair and emerald green eyes, was a contradiction. Shy in person, her mind buzzed with fascinating trivia just waiting for the right listener.
Sebastian Montgomery as the tabloids dubbed him, was an...
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The rain poured, drenching Clementine the moment she stepped out of the car.
She gasped at the icy shock, the fabric of her blouse clinging to her skin, outlining every curve.
But she barely had time to register the cold before—
Sebastian was on her.
His grip was unrelenting, his hand fisting the collar of her blouse, dragging her back against him.
Then—his mouth crashed onto hers.
It wasn't soft. It wasn't careful.
It was starvation.
Teeth. Tongue. The bruising press of his lips, drinking in every shaky breath she gave.
Clementine whimpered, her fingers clawing at his soaked shirt, desperate for something—anything—to hold on to.
Sebastian didn't let up.
His other hand skimmed down, down, down, fingers dragging over her slick blouse, palming her breast through the fabric.
She arched, gasping, her body burning despite the cold rain.
"Inside," he growled against her lips, his voice a raw, dark command.
She barely remembered how they got there—how she fumbled for her keys, how Sebastian refused to stop kissing her, nipping at her jaw, licking into her mouth, gripping her hips so tightly she swore she'd bruise.
Somehow, somehow, they tumbled through the door—
And then—
The door slammed shut.
The storm was outside, but the real storm—the one that would tear her apart—was right here, pressed against her, breathing heavily, eyes dark and feral.
And Clementine?
She was ruined already.
As they stumbled into her studio apartment, the storm raging outside, Sebastian wasted no time in claiming her lips once more. His hands roamed her body, peeling the wet clothes from her skin with an impatience that made her breath hitch. The cool air of the apartment brushed against her exposed flesh, but it was nothing compared to the heat radiating from Sebastian's body.
He was a vision of raw masculinity, his suit clinging to his muscular frame like a second skin, accentuating the broadness of his shoulders and the power in his every move. His piercing blue-gray eyes were dark with lust, and his sharp jawline was set in a determined line. The water droplets glistening on his skin only added to the allure, his chest heaving with each ragged breath he took.
