The Valentino's Contract(48-Hours of Sin)

mirked.

ooking, while Julian stood th

epeated after a

about

u said you couldn't cook. But you're handling tha

secrets, Julian." She poured the eggs into the heated pan and turned to face him. "And If i h

won

y games for some cash. Even though we've already esta

white shirt moved over her hips as she turned to flip the eggs over i

o'd like to control what he's dealing with," she correc

eaving them both wit

elted butter. Thalia pushed a plate of a perf

erself. She simply leaned aga

have a

oment the heat of the spices hit his tongue, it tasted divin

you learn

he replied after

ook or you learn to go hungry and

alfway to his mouth. "You

t suit you," she snapped, though her eyes were soft. "Just li

y celibacy wasn

e all have histories that shaped our armors. And mine just happened t

r you."

e done eating, Thalia walked toward the wine cellar, She scanned the la

asked, her fingers tracing

hnically off-limits to everyone

her, stopping j

lting away slowly a

ant some wine?" he asked star

crime scene. We are trapped in here." She pulled out the bottle and

.. the alcohol perc

t Julian. Stop being a sai

nd that's enough

ou wanna spend the next thirty hours t

go to

wn to its fullest. We barely have a day left and the minute those electronic b

lingered on hers for a while. His thumb rubbing the pulse point on

t real life. And once we're ou

fied growl she'd heard the night befor

" she whis

hy

job, your discipline, and your choices." She stopped and gave him a

with a soft thud. He poured two glasses, He ha

e said, clinking hi

s we won't keep

ne. They talked about the city. Then Julian starts to talk about the pressure of being watched, about

ss on the table. He was leaning back, his collar open, his pers

hy

t to do things that aren

r, crawling onto the sofa until she was strad

ulian? To want some

after the lockdown but you keep doing this." He buried his head in her neck, sniffing her scent. "Tee

ered, leaning in with her fingers tangling i

n see us. No press, no board members

the heat radiating from the two of them. Julian let out a broken sound, his

bedroom. The white T-shirt she wore bunched up aro

ight, Tee," he warned, his ey

st his lips. "I'm not goin

locked, and for the next few hours, he worshipped her body like the most delicate thing

e room fell into silence, now save for Julian's stead

s possessive arm. And began searching for her purse. She found it discarded beside t

ervice." Sh

ark irises, Her expression was no longer soft or teasing as it had been minutes ago, I

the bedshe

s large hands blindly reaching

." he

o the bed, sliding back under the covers. Julian immediately reacted to her warmth, his arm draping possessi

tared at

" she whispered