ld Hotel's presidential suite,
e air conditioning sending chills across her skin as their cloth
s she was, found herself unable to withstand such seduction. She bit her lip, a suppressed moan escaping her
in spate, each of the man's forceful moveme
nt of her ratio
ty on the bed, the dim light casting el
desires, seeking to fuse t
oke, her body aching. Her gaze me
ng out of bed, she quickly draped herself in the bl
onless, engulfed by a tidal wave
ntimate with C
s no stran
ss, ruthlessness, and striking handsomeness,
rs swirled about h
early three years following a past relat
ld be?" Charles' icy tone snap
bedside table. Lighting it up, he arched an eyebrow, his
the mention of Liam Wilson, but
h an air of authority. "You had qui
na's spine, accompanied
ing herself in Charles' bed
er all, Lia
her forme
ut his affair with Rylie White, s
harles' eyebrow arched,
, embarrassed. "We're all grown-ups, and places
eeking to lift her spirits. Her friend had even tossed a pile of m
ult in a night with Charles, a man she
Charles' grip on her chin was firm, his tobacco scent overwhelmin
ina had mentioned wanting to get back at Liam, bu