Chapter 45

• Her heart hammered into submission, no longer lonely and resentful.
• Dante grabbed her jaw and crashed their lips together in an animalistic kiss that somehow started from the middle, with tongues battling, fingers unbuttoning clothes, and hands roaming, searching, squeezing, and twisting every inch of flesh and fabric.
• She was out of breath before her dress hit the floor, and out of her mind, the minute his cock pressed against her stomach.