The Married Affair

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rve of her skin, the cold silver of my rings a stark contrast to the heat of her skin.

hitched. "You're my brother-in-law," she stammered,

d sister-in-law." The reminder of the situation we were

ne. Her fingers gripped my shoulders, her lips brushing aga

g. "No," I growled. "You have everything to l

on, her body grinding against mine, her hands pulling me closer. She was

were two people trapped in gilded cages, bound by duty but consu

........

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reath hitching as Adrian's fing

red, his voice d

y it again, Evelyn. Tell me how much you h

r than ever. He was dangerous. He was illicit. But as his hands settl

dn't

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