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CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

ARIA

My eyes slowly opened to reveal the dark room. I blinked severally before sitting up and taking in the room before me.

Maximo’s room.

My body flushed with warmth as the memories from earlier came rushing back to my mind. The way he’d rescued me, the way he held me, the way he kissed me. My heart beat rapidly, desire and confusion fighting a battle for dominance within me.

I should be happy that my plan to seduce him was working. That should be all I thought about—the plan. Instead, all that lingered in my mind was the way he made my heart flutter, my toes curl, and my blood run hot.

How could someone so evil be so caring? How could the same hand which killed me touch me so softly, like he was scared I would break? How could he leave the room earlier when I was sure he wanted more than just the kisses and humping sessions?

“Ugh! I need him out of my head,” I muttered under my breath.

I also needed him out of my skin, his taste out of my mouth, and his veno
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