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A Taste Of Sin

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SIMONE'S POV

Lazaro hadn’t fed from me in days.

Not because he didn’t need to. Because he was holding back. Watching. Waiting.

I saw it in the way his eyes darkened whenever I moved too close, in the way his breath hitched when my pulse quickened.

He was unraveling and I could feel myself unraveling with him.

When he finally summoned me, I wasn’t surprised.

His chamber was dimly lit, the scent of burning cedar heavy in the air. He stood by the window, his posture rigid, his fingers curled around the stem of a wine glass filled with nothing but emptiness.

"Come here."It wasn’t a request. He ordered in a cold and curt tone.

My breath hitched, but I obeyed, drawn forward like prey caught in the gaze of a starving beast.When I reached him, his fingers wrapped around my wrist, turning it over with slow, deliberate intent. He traced the faint scars left behind from the last time he had fed, and I shivered.

"Do you know why I waited?" he murmured, his voice dark silk against my skin.I swall
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