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Danielle Lori

The Darkest Temptation

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  • beckymano12цитирует9 часов назад
    His gaze narrowed. “You pull a trigger on me, and I can’t even leave you out in the cold for fifteen fucking minutes. So you tell me, Mila, who cares more here?”
  • beckymano12цитирует10 часов назад
    A shiver wracked her, and the pressure in my throat expanded, compelling me to skim a kiss across her cold thigh and roughly say, “Izvini.” I’m sorry.
  • beckymano12цитируетвчера
    I pulled back to say, “I’ll get Yulia to find some candles.”
  • beckymano12цитирует5 дней назад
    I’m twenty, by the way, not nineteen.”

    He looked amused by the admission, like I was a child announcing I was now eight while proudly displaying a hand and three fingers.

    “Are you?”

    I swallowed. “My birthday was a few days ago.”

    “I’m thirty-two, kotyonok.”

    Oh.
  • Marian Alexiaцитирует4 месяца назад
    Ronan appeared beside me. “I don’t think that’s quite your style, Mila.”

    “It’s not. It’s for you.”

    “I figured that. But you need to pick something for yourself, or I will.”

    I gave him a brilliant smile. “I have a better idea than a ring.”

    A stare-off ensued for at least thirty seconds before Ronan gave in, bought the ring I picked out, and followed me down the street.

    I stopped in front of a tattoo parlor’s window.

    “Nyet.” It was a hard “no.”

    I frowned. “You don’t even know what I want yet.”

    His eyes narrowed. “You want a tattoo, and it’s not happening.”

    “You have a million, and I can’t have one?”

    “Yes.”

    With a sigh, I grabbed his hand and ran my finger over the inked raven. “I want this. On my ring finger.”

    I thought he liked the idea, but I didn’t stick around to find out. I opened the door and waltzed in. Ronan took over from there. I didn’t have to say a word as he spoke with the tattoo artist and showed him what I wanted
  • Marian Alexiaцитирует4 месяца назад
    “I don’t want a ring,” I said.

    “You’re wearing a ring,” he returned. “It doesn’t have to be a diamond. It could be another stone
  • Marian Alexiaцитирует4 месяца назад
    “No stone is one hundred percent conflict free.”

    “Why are you such a hippie?”

    “Why are you such a mobster?”
  • Marian Alexiaцитирует4 месяца назад
    Of course Ronan spoke French.
  • Marian Alexiaцитирует4 месяца назад
    But what I wanted more was to give him what he needed.

    “Okay.”

    His eyes lit with satisfaction, then he kissed me on the lips
  • Marian Alexiaцитирует4 месяца назад
    How he knew I had a love for the animals didn’t surprise me.
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