Simran Nagpal

67%
Flag icon
With each step he took toward me, I moved back. But he quickly erased the distance between us, pushing me into the wall behind me. The room still smelled of sex and our arousal, but it was his scent that engulfed me. Musky and earthy.
A Vow of Hate (A Vow of Hate, #1)
Rate this book
Clear rating
Open Preview