*TW: this book is a dark romance and that starts to come out in this chapter. Please proceed with caution if you are easily triggered or are sensitive to that genre. This chapter depicts a panic attack, please avoid if that will upset you*
Jacob sat at the head of a table designed for 20, then pulled Devina into his lap. She was basically straddling his thigh and the friction of his leg against her bare core was enough to bring her dangerously close to another release.
He proceeded to feed her bites of all his favorite dishes. Mostly Russian, which Devina enjoyed. She rarely got to eat Russian food, let alone good Russian food. So it was a treat.
Devina was sipping her wine and getting lost in the moment of such great food when Jacob finally brought up a topic other than art or food.
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