Chapter 97 Luxury

• Vicktor’s lips captured Amanda’s with a fierce, demanding hunger the moment the door to their penthouse clicked shut. His hands roamed her body, gripping her waist, pulling her closer until there was no space between them. The sharp edge of his jealousy had morphed into something primal, something raw, and it set every nerve in Amanda’s body on fire.
• She gasped into his kiss, her fingers fumbling with the buttons of his shirt as he backed her against the nearest wall. The cool surface pressed against her exposed back, sending a shiver down her spine that was quickly replaced by the heat of his body. Vicktor’s hands slid to her thighs, lifting her effortlessly as she wrapped her legs around his waist.
• “You drive me insane,” he growled against her lips, his voice thick with emotion. “Watching him talk to you, touch you—I wanted to tear him apart.”