Liam~~~~~~~~
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I walked into the s*x shop.
The bell above the door gave a small jingle, but I barely heard it over the pounding in my chest. I moved past the front display and slowly made my way toward the back—toward her.
There she was.
Scarlette.
My Scarlette.
Her fingers trailed slowly along the shelves, grazing over lacy lingerie, scented oils, silk ropes... and then she stopped in front of a red velvet box.
I watched her.
The way her brows furrowed like she was actually thinking about using any of these things—on someone. The thought made my jaw tense.
I didn’t speak.
I just stood a few steps behind her, half-shadowed by a tall display of perfume-infused candles, drinking her in like a madman watching his forbidden fruit.
Until—
“Sir,” a voice interrupted, soft
