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33. No more sex.

I glare daggers at Adrian as he wheels himself up the ramp and onto his private jet. The handsome billionaire bastard stops to speak with his staff before disappearing inside the cabin.

Ever since I discovered his deception about being paralyzed from the waist down, I haven't been able to say a single word to him...... well after our multiple steamy encounter last night. I curse my damn body for being weak to his touch. The urge to storm over and tip that damn wheelchair he's been faking needing is almost overpowering.

But then flashes of memory from last night invade my mind - his muscular arms pulling me flush against his chest, the scorching trail his lips blazed down my neck, the way I was pinned underneath him on the bed as he...

I shake my head sharply, cheeks flus

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