Revenge of A Butterfly

Revenge of A Butterfly

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KT Hunter, a powerful business woman, considered as most eligible catch in all industries. She is everything a guy could hope but hardly handle. Everything about her screams mystery and walking seductress. She is a hunter on loose that no one knows especially her enemies. Beware! Here comes the tigress to get her Revenge!!! He is always with her, claims to be her corporate lawyer. He is the best advocate anyone could get, but his preference has always been Hunter, more than in one way. He is ruthless, arrogant, and devil when it comes to his career but with Hunter and her past... He is always lost. His desire for her has no limits, even if he has to die in the process. She did not know how long she stood under shower in his embrace. She could feel the heat emanating from his body. He, on the other hand was very well aware of what he was dealing with. He could feel her every curve especially with the gown that she was wearing. He could clearly feel her round and full breast and the erected nipples. He knew the gown was tempting and her low cut neck and back was making it difficult for him to not rip it down and ravish her under shower itself. He was getting unbearably tight in his pants and to make her aware of the fire she was getting involved with, he pulled her more closer. He removed his hand from her bare back and used it tuck her chin so that she could look into his eyes. Probably he had not calculated the risk or maybe he wanted to lose everything tonight. When she stared into his eyes, he claimed her lips. First slowly, but when she did not resist, he pressed her against himself more tightly and poured all his passion and desire into it. He kissed her as if there was no tomorrow, like it was the only oxygen he was going to get. With every passing second, his kiss got more wild, more demanding and exploring. His hands were touching her more vigorously to make sure she was real. His hands moved to her breasts. He cupped it and squeezed it hard and she gasped
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