"Ahh...,” the uneasy cry of a woman could be heard coming out of the bedroom of a hotel suite. The bedroom door swung open, and a man dressed in his signature black jeans, black shirt, and black boots walked in. His perfectly trimmed dark hair was disheveled like he had passed a hand through it several times, and his stone cold expression made him look like a grim reaper, who had come to take the soul of the poor woman inside the room.However, when his fierce gaze swept over to the petite woman twisting on the bed, he released a breath he didn't know was holding and climbed up the bed at the speed of lightning. His trembling hands cupped her beautiful face that was flushed red with beads of sweat forming on her forehead. He caressed her smooth cheek with his thumb as he breathed out a soft, “Micetta.” Sensing the strong male hormones around her, Reina, feeling hot and needy, wrapped her hands around the man she thought was her husband's neck and leaned in toward the man for a kiss,
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