Simran Nagpal

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Like a wanton woman in need, I choked out his name in a moan, before I quickly captured my lips between my teeth. My eyes widened when I heard whispers and more voices in the corridor. They were far-away, but my heart practically hammered in my chest, almost like it was trying to break through the confines of my rib cage. Someone was coming. Not just one person. I could hear more than three different voices mingling together. Thud. My heartbeat echoed in my ears. Killian didn’t pull away. In fact, he showed no reaction except… His eyes flashed with something dark – with lust and mischief. ...more
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