Secrets of My Assassin Wife

voice a low murmur meant only for her. "Reall

o straddle him. The movement was a bit too

ween them, made Celeste's cheeks flush, even tho

the scene, was com

ane... That'

countless had tried and failed to woo him. And now

keeping her cover intact. The next

sment, she giggled

way to his waist, and she pl

er women already? Did I not

g with the ambient noise so

jealous air, pouting and lightly

ssing by. My new husband can't possibly be l

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play of jealousy was str

I can't entertain others, then I gue

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and suddenly realizing something was amiss, s

is cigarette and firmly gripped

with a jolt throu

ind, and Celeste felt an unmistakable male desire pressi

attempt to conc

, right there

he comman

k of seeing Nathaniel with a woman, but he wa

After making sure the door was securely locked, they started whisper

is bad, really bad. Turns out Nathaniel has a t

oom, only Nathaniel a

dging a bullet because, with no one else around, Nathanie

of

and flipped up her skir

egs apart and pressed his body again

si

t?" The painful memory flashed through Celes

. Ford, p

you minded when you were flirt

I was

lly! If she didn't stop him

n at her flushed face

t downward, each touch making

him, his fingers finally reac

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trying to push his fingers away, but Nathaniel held her waist tigh

e... Mr. Ford, I

ions before, it was just about drinking and playing games

rving her flushed face, his voice low and raspy. "You'

to stop, but then, without giving her any time to react, he

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first time the night before, the size was overwhel

ning, and the strange, unbearable sensatio

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