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63- The Flames of Control

Author: Sheenzafar
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-31 16:14:16
**Aiden’s pov**

My head was spinning, the scent of her filling every corner of my mind, making it harder and harder to think straight. Every instinct I had screamed at me to stop, to pull back before I lost control completely. But it was too late. The moment Isabella wrapped her arms around me, the moment she whispered those words—*Then don’t*—I knew there was no going back.

She was in my arms, her body pressed so tightly against mine, her breath coming in short, ragged bursts as her lips moved against mine. I couldn’t stop it. I didn’t *want* to stop it. The line I had been so careful to maintain, the restraint I had clung to—it was gone, shattered the moment she leaned into me instead of pulling away.

I felt her fingers tangle in my hair, tugging me closer, as if she couldn’t get enough, as if the flames between us weren’t already raging out of control. Her touch sent fire coursing through my veins, making it impossible to focus on anything other than the way she felt in my arms,
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Marie Dayalan
yes, definitely a repeat. Note to author... Please Check your work before submitting
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Sherman Donna
and now we r cheated out if another chapter becuz this one is a repeat
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