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confusion in Desmond's eyes were undeniable, and I couldn't help b

was married to my sister. But I couldn't shake the feeling that he still had some unresolved emotions

over the room. Mary and Desmond's eyes were on me, but it was Desmond's gaze that I was most inter

ave a wonderful dinner,

mond's death stare. It was intense, piercing, and filled with a mix

she was more concerned about whether Ryan was comfortable or not

very much" Ryan r

ing Ryan choke on his drink, Ryan and I weren't dating

sist" I answered saving Ryan from

y across from me, hardly touching his food. It was clear that my little

y sister's inability to satisfy him. It was because he had genuine feelings for me. I

r and planted a playful kiss on Ryan's cheek. I knew it would drive Desmond mad,

. I could practically feel the heat emanating from Desmond as his anger simmered beneath the surface.

ong feelings for me. It was intoxicating, the knowledge that I held such sway over him. But on the other hand, I coul

ed, I guess she finally decided

plied as he stood up and left. While Mary focuses her at

**

l it a day. But before I could even reach for the handle, Desmond suddenly appeared,

ile played on my lips as I braced myself for what was about to unfold. I wanted to hear him speak, to hear the wo

could feel the weight of his anger and frustration hanging in the air. It was a risky move, but

d him to admit his desire for me but I was scared he might

d" I whispered as I

ath, waiting for him to break his silence. Every second felt like an eternity, and my mind raced

rough the silence. "Don't you dare try that with me again!" His wor

ed as I began to undo his shirt, I felt like

Tasha!" he replied as he stopped what I was doing

asked as he bent me over, I excit

means, show me Papi" I repli

to walk well after