Josephine My lips were still tingling from the aftermath of that brushing kiss that lit a wildfire in me. Sasha had kissed me with a hunger that stole my breath, a passion that made my knees tremble. And I kissed him back..... That was the part I couldn’t stop replaying in my head, how fast I recovered from the shock and kissed him back. I gave in, craving to feel his touch. A shiver ghosted down my spine as the memory of his burning grey eyes pierced through me. I didn’t wait for what would come next. I had turned and bolted, my feet barely touching the marble floor as I ran to my room, locking the door like that would somehow keep him and my feelings for him out. The silence in the room was deafening with reality of the truth and my foolish actions, sinking in. Sasha Romanov. He is the pakhan of the Russian Bratva....such a dangerous man to be with. My gut told me that there was something dangerous about him but this is another level of dangerous.... Ne
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