MY CHOICE AND MY PARENT'S CHOICE

ir secret haven, the secluded garden that had become the sanctuary of their forbidden love. Moonlight

aimed hers in a searing, passionate kiss. The lady Victory melted into his embrac

r voice thick with longi

ailing along the delicate column of her neck. "Bei

er down her spine. "Then let us make the most of the time we have," she wh

ed hunger. "Yes, my love," he growled, his voice thick with de

straint abandoned as they surrendered to the primal need that consumed them. Hand

danced along the curve of her waist, teasing the sensitive skin beneath the

s grazing the delicate shell of her ear

hony of soft whimpers and breathy sighs from the woman in his arms. He savored every reaction, ev

fabric of his shirt as she fought to maintain some semblance of control. But with ea

e barely above a whisper. "I

ent in the way his body responded to her desperate plea. "And I need you, my love," he breathe

er dress, exposing the delicate lace of her undergarments to his hungry gaze. She shivered, both

oused palms reverently tracing the swell of her

she surrendered to the sensations he evoked. "Then take me, Liam," she whi

is lips. "Gladly, my love," he growled, his mouth

pleasure with every touch. Soft whimpers and breathy sighs filled the air as they surrendered to the forbidde

she fought to pull him closer, to feel the heat of his skin against her own. "Lia

s trailing a scorching path along the column of her neck.

eir need threatened to overwhelm them. Hands roamed, caressed, and e

laze, the way his lips claimed hers with a fervor that left her breathless. She clung to him, her

gging into the fabric of his shirt.

unbridled want. "Then take me, my love," he growled,

s they lost themselves in the throes of their forbidden love. Soft cries and breathy moans

s intertwined in a dance of forbidden passion. Hands caressed, lips claimed, and bod

ady Victory felt a bittersweet ache in her heart. "What will become of us,

. "Whatever may come, my love," he murmured, "we will face it together

, it threatened to consume her. "Then let us cherish every moment we have," she breathed,

ling," he whispered, his lips brushing against hers in a tender, linge

w that the path ahead would be fraught with challenges and obstacles. But in the safety of their secluded garden,