Burning Passion: Love Never Die

The vehicle continued its forward trajectory. Gradually, Marcus roused from his slumber, his body emanating heat, the sensation of gentle hands caressing his form.

Abruptly, his eyes flared open. Kaya, in the process of undressing him, paled as their gazes met.

“Mr. Thomas.”

Marcus’ eyes narrowed slightly. The figure before him held a hint of familiarity. A university student from Preagend University, he recalled.

Kaya unfastened her blouse’s buttons, her skin exposed as her lustrous hair cascaded over her shoulder, an allure both beguiling and magnetic.

Marcus’ brow furrowed. How did she find her way into his car?

His gaze lowered, settling on his partially unbuttoned coat. An irate scowl overtook him as he chastised her tersely.

“Exit my vehicle.”

Thomas, I genuinely admire you.

beneath his ire, determination colored

Stay by his side?

disdainful sneer touched Marcus’ features as he leveled a cold gaze

N G E L A ‘s L I B R

clarify, “Mr Thomas, it’s my first time. I never had a

eyes brimming with sincerity, she knelt on the leather seat, her visage

circumstances, a different man might have

pitiable stance failed to beguile him, igniting

Marcus’ possession erupted with a

at the caller ID jolted him back to