The Spark - Igniting Passion
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Última publicación lun, sep 22, 2025
Mika is a 23-year-old orphan who has to fend for herself in the urban jungle that is New York City. She works a night job as a server at a club so she can earn a living and finish her studies. One night, while she's working, she has a third-degree encounter with her hot-as-hell but older boss-and her routine life goes out the window.
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"Shit! She was claustrophobic and hadn't thought to mention it." Damien cursed under his breath. In an instant, he saw her swaying and instinctively grabbed her by the waist to steady her. Fuck! The closeness of their bodies had his blood pumping again-at the most inappropriate time-but that gave him an idea. He bent down and seized her. When his lips touched hers, it was as if a fuse had been ignited, and all the tension that had built up in his gut from her earlier teasing came loose."
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