Sinful Flames
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Contenido adultoConcluida mié, nov 27, 20246h 22m
As we race away in the car, a storm of anger and fear swells inside me. How could she be so reckless? How could she risk everything like that?
When the empty road stretches before us, I slam on the brakes, my heart pounding in my chest. I throw the door open and pull Chiara out with me, my hands trembling with frustration. "What the hell were you thinking?" I shout, my voice raw and shaking.
She glares at me, defiance blazing in her eyes. "Why do you even care?" she fires back, her voice dripping with disdain.
Without thinking, I grab her, pulling her so close that her breath mingles with mine in the cold night air. "Because you belong to me," I whisper, my voice low and dangerous. "Mine to protect, mine to punish, mine to destroy if I have to."
Her eyes widen, shock flickering across her face, but there's something else-a wild, reckless pull, an attraction that mirrors my own. We're both trapped, caught in a fire neither of us can control.
In that moment, I know we're dancing on the edge of something dangerous. But sometimes, it's the flames that pull us in.
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"When Chiara Moon, a journalist with dreams of becoming an investigative reporter, is sent to interview Gabriel Romano, the elusive owner of a powerful IT firm, their worlds collide. As she uncovers whispers of his mafia ties, she's thrust into a game of secrets and lies. Now, Chiara must choose-pursue her ambition and expose him, or risk it all to trust a man who could destroy everything she's worked for."
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