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Elena had been nervous around him before, but next to his body, she felt herself melting. The idea that a man in black, as handsome as a god, had effortlessly won her over, claiming her body as if he had possessed it since forever, didn't seem real.

Being faithful to Damon had always been easy for Elena. She had never been attracted to any man, not even her husband. But it was becoming increasingly difficult to remain faithful to her marriage when Damon was becoming more of a jerk and Aaron was becoming more seductive.

He squeezed his fingers on her skin, both on her throat and waist, and a sigh close to a moan was her response. Elena surrendered, wishing with all her might that this embrace would never end.

"All my principles are shattered with you," she confessed.

The man pushed her back until he had her like a prey, trapped between the elevator wall and his strong body. And when he leaned in, pressing the rigid body against the soft one, Elena felt all his magnitude.

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