Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 73

Lizetta freaked out, stomping her feet in panic.

Out of nowhere, another hand popped up, grabbing at her pants, tugging at her calf.

Lizetta wanted to scream in terror, stumbling, about to be dragged off stage by a bunch of groping hands.

Suddenly, a force wrapped around her waist and pulled her into an embrace.

Then, Lizetta heard a series of blood–curdling screams, and the hands groping her vanished into thin air.

A commotion broke out beneath the stage.

Lizetta was spun around in someone’s arms, carried away from the edge of the stage.

Her heart still racing, she instinctively looked up to say thanks.

But before she could speak, her chin was grasped, and a man’s slightly rough fingertips rubbed over her lips.

Then a masculine scent overwhelmed her, muffling her voice completely.

Lizetta’s eyes widened as she realized she was being kissed forcefully, her lips pried open with dominant aggression.

“Mmm. Mmm!”

Lizetta trembled all over, raising her hand to slap the man’s face hard.

Her wrist was gripped tightly by the man, and when she tried to knee him, he reacted quickly, pinning her firmly in his arms.

He was tall, lifting her off the ground by the waist, her toes dangling, powerless.

the hand

but the

fingers traced the man’s prominent brow.

grip a

drained all the strength from Lizetta, and

her lips, their mouths still grinding softly, sparks flying between

blank, with only one

kissing

was actually kissing

her chin and sealed her lips again

enveloped her,

her with his kiss, uncontrolled and fierce.

was scorching, igniting her.

turned to mush, completely overpowered, melting into

belatedly soaking in the familiar embrace and scent.

tranquil, affectionate, thrilling, and

thing she had longed for, yet couldn’t attain.

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Chapter 73

for some reason, a sourness tinged her nose, tears welling up behind her closed lids, streaming down her

Remington seemed to

lifted his head, and let

was when the bar lights suddenly blazed, the

dance floor came alive again.

the bright lights, her little face

apple bobbed, his eyes unreadable.