"Ah!"

Lizetta gasped, closing her eyes tight.

Remington, already prepared, spread his arms wide and caught the woman tumbling out of the closet into his embrace. He stepped back, and both he and Lizetta fell to the ground together.

Lizetta's chin hit Remington's collarbone, causing a sharp pain that made her nose tingle. When she opened her eyes, she was met with Remington's deep, dark gaze, swirling with a familiar yet dangerous desire. Following his gaze downward, Lizetta's mind buzzed as a wave of heat engulfed her. Her towel had come undone.

"Let go! You jerk!"

let her get up and leave. Lizetta's face turned a bright shade of red, and Remington, with a pained expression, said, "Don't move, I

what he was saying? But before she could argue, Remington added, in a tone of self-pity, "Besides, how can you call me a jerk in this situation? After all, this is my room, and

without letting him finish, angrily placed a hand over his mouth and another over his eyes. "Even if you've hurt your back, your

holding her like

touch something she shouldn't have. Remington let out a groan

hot hand slid up her waist, his lips pressing against her

breath made her shiver in panic. "Remington! If you

his forehead vein throbbing with the effort of restraint. Sweat trickled down his sharp jawline, but he finally released his grip. Lizetta, face flushed, wrapped herself up and, with trembling legs, managed to get up and

the floor of

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