The moment her mind cleared from the high, Anateya scrambled off the bed and hurried towards the bathroom.“Anateya, Ana-wait! Dammnit.” Romero cursed, fist slamming against the door that shut before he could stop her.Reaching for the robe hanging next to her, she shrugged it on, wrapping the belt tightly around her waist. Pressing her back against the door, she let out a shuddering breath, willing her heart to settle.She couldn’t make head nor tail of her emotions. She wanted to stay angry at Romero, but she melted every time he touched her. A rush of heat bloomed between her thighs at the thought of how she shamelessly gave herself to him, begging just like he said she would. As much as she hated to admit it. Romero was right. Her father had a choice, and in his desperation, he chose to use her as leverage, dragging her into a war she had no business being in the middle of. She just wanted to go to college and do d
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