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Chapter 10 Not Your Wife

He shoved me flat, lips crashing over mine.

His breath tasted like wine and something burnt.

His eyes, usually pale, looked darker now, heavy-lidded.

A red flush crept up his cheekbones.

He pinned my shoulders. His mouth moved down my neck.

My T-shirt had slipped low. One shoulder bare, most of my c...