Chapter 845

Beneath the soft glow of a dim street lamp, her graceful silhouette concealed itself in the shadow of a sycamore tree.

Early autumn had stripped the leaves away, creating an air of desolation.

With a gentle click, Mark shut the car door behind him.

Swiftly, he reached out and captured her wrist, pulling her into his embrace before she could react.

Perhaps the allure of the night was too potent, or it was the nostalgic familiarity that prompted him to recall past memories.

His customary sense of restraint abandoned him.

He pressed his lips against hers, his grip at the back of her head, not heeding any semblance of gentleness, even stifling her breath with the intensity of his fervor.

go

implored, her desperate struggle proving

the smell of tobacco permeated

enveloped her

that the lingering aroma of his masculinity

passionate ki*s

his

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handsome countenance received a resounding slap, the sound resonating

was suave by

he possessed a volatile temper, with women

to act spoiled in his presence, let alone raise a hand against

Except for Cecilia.

averted her gaze, her eyes

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