When Love Is a Lie

Chapter à Who’s Backing Out

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The manga het wie list, deep look before putting her out

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sheep in a black at how she got to the hotel inoti.

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The man, his eyes dark as night, stated at her without resting to bet triest, Insteal, he said in a deep voice, “You can still back out not

Whitney felt like he was looking down on her. Il was just a one–night stand What was thereto bin aftaklei?

“Damian can, why can’t I‘

With that, she placed bet shs around the back of his neck, straining to stand on ptor She focused on his well–defined lips and kissed him. Her soft lips brushed his, but they were barely touching

The man her as he trated she ‘t hoone how to kiss, bust as she was about to pull away, be grothy cupped fire waist with me hand and craffed the back at her head with the

He pile guided her into the kiss, healing her through the exploration.

While felt herself enveloped in his gentleness. Her heart races), but it grachadly eased into de moment.

As things heated vg, the man softly reassured her, telling her out to bene

Frowing. Whenry paned at the tremble of his long, dok Lashes. His handsome face was set in a controlled expersion

A sudden intensity caught her off gaved, bringing toes to her eyes. The man bekler tightly

sensed something different -her own desire for more.

noticed het expression, he let not a low chuckle, then pulled her deeper into the moment.

light of day. Disented, she won’t sure where she was at As she sat up the

me You won’t lose

at the messy bed and ainest Laisted

once. Just as she was relieved to see the space on the bed next to het empty, the sound of water running from the bathroom

about her discomfort, she quickly got dressed, grabbed her

as she stepped out of the hotel, and was waiting

Whitney calmed down, her mind kept replying the sernes from last night. She couldn’t believe it. She had just slept with

was gone. And they hadthere

office, it was already past working

where a colleague immediately approached her. “‘re late Mr. Howard is looking for

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lag and grabbed the

and his

at his desk, going through documents. After a inornent, he koked up and walked over in

my calls last night?” he asked greatly. His face showed a trace

she had seen

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the dress was prady, I wanted youto come

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I was done with that, I went to

had to go there. You should’ve called me. So, how’s the

Whitney scrutinized