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Chapter 62 - A Love Story
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Alessandro ☩══♛══☩ The fire crackled a few feet away, its warmth reaching across the sand, flickering shadows dancing over the sheets we’d spread out, casting a soft glow on her skin. I sat close, the blanket wrapped tight around both of us. She was wearing Evangeline's black satin silk shorts and a matching tank top, soft and thin, leaving little to the imagination. Each time the wind caught us, it made her shiver, her skin prickling with goosebumps. I felt it, all of it—her warmth, the way she leaned into me for heat, her back pressing against my chest, sinking deeper as if she couldn’t get close enough. I uncorked the bottle of wine, the glass neck between my fingers. No need for glasses—we weren't trying to be refined out here. I tipped the bottle back and took a long pull, feeling the burn trace down my throat before passing it to her. She took it, eyes gleaming in the firelight as she drank. And it wasn’t a careful sip either—no, Viviane wasn’t interested in restraint to
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