Chapter 171

Victor arched an eyebrow in amused challenge.

Just as Isadora was about to open the car door, he slipped an arm around her slender waist and pulled her firmly onto his lap.

"Piggy Vaughan, you're just going to leave like this?"

Isadora froze, suddenly hyperaware of Victor's body beneath her. The closeness sent a jolt of nerves through her, and she was too startled to move.

"What else do you want?" she managed, voice barely above a whisper.

Victor's lips brushed teasingly against her cheek, his breath hot against her ear. He let his fingers trace lightly over her skin before biting her earlobe-not gently, either.

"Ow!" she protested, her tone soft and petulant, more like a plea than a complaint. The sound made Victor's body tense with desire.

He leaned in closer, his gaze smoldering. "If you don't want to get hurt, you'd better behave."

Maybe then she'd stop saying things that pissed him off.

He kissed her hard, possessive and unrestrained, claiming

scent of him filled the car, saturating the air around her until she

searing heat of his kiss. At some point, her arms slipped around his neck, her body instinctively pressing closer, surrendering

until the heat between them threatened to ignite into

flight later tonight, I'd be tempted to finish

up at him, her eyes shining. "Business

had cut a week's business down to four days just to celebrate

still some follow-up issues at the Solstrand branch

with mischief as he smiled, impossibly alluring. "Gonna miss me? Why don't you

to reality. "If you have to

Vaughan, while I'm gone, you'd better behave yourself. If anything

The Ace's Den.

bottles littered the VIP suite's

the couch, eyes bloodshot and icy with anger. Anyone who got too close could

glass and knocked it back like water, barely flinching as it burned its way

the glass across the room with a

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