Chapter 5: Addicted to the Fire
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Surrendering to Temptation
Jasper’s lips crashed into hers, demanding, consuming.
Alodia should have stopped him. She should have pulled away, reminded him—reminded herself—that this was wrong.
But when his hands slid around her waist, pulling her flush against his hard, warm body, her resolve shattered.
She gasped into his mouth, and he took full advantage, deepening the kiss until she was completely lost in him.
His fingers traced the curve of her back, moving lower, pressing her closer.
“Tell me to stop,” he murmured against her lips.
Alodia trembled, "I can't."
That was all Jasper needed.
He lifted her effortlessly, carrying her through the dimly lit penthouse, his lips never leaving hers.
By the time they reached the bedroom, her breathing was ragged, her body burning with anticipation.
Jasper set her down gently, his hands framing her face as he gazed at her with an intensity that made her knees weak.
"You drive me insane," he whispered, his thumb tracing her lower lip. " I tried to fight it, I really did."
Alodia swallowed hard, her fingers gripping his shirt. "But you don't want to stop."
His smirk was dark, wicked. " Neither do you."
Then he kissed her again, and this time, there was no hesitation - only pure, unfiltered desire.
Her hand slid beneath his shirt, exploring the heat of his skin, feeling the muscles tense beneath her touch.
Jasper groaned, his patience snapping. He stripped off his shirt in one swift motion, then reached for her blouse, unbuttoning it slowly, deliberately, his fingers grazing her skin with every undone button.
A soft whimper escaped her lips.
His hands moved lower, his lips trailing down her neck, igniting the fire inside her that she knew only he could put out.
And as she surrendered to the sensation, lost in the man who was both her greatest temptation and her biggest mistake, she realized something terrifying.
She wasn't just having an affair with Jasoer Sinclair.
She was falling for him.
And that...
That was the most dangerous thing of all.
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No Turning Back
Alodia's breath hitched as Jasper's lips trailed lower, his hands mapping out every inch of her skin with an urgency that sent shivers down her spine.
He worshipped her like she was the only woman in the world, his touch setting her aflame, making her forget - forget the guilt, the consequences, the fact that this was so wrong yet felt so right.
Her blouse slipped from her shoulders, pooling onto the floor, leaving her exposed under his dark, hungry gazed.
"God, Alodia..." His voice was rough, filled with need. " You're so damn beautiful."
She trembled as his hands skimmed her waist, pulling her closer until her bare skin met his. The sensation sent a delicious thrill coursing through her veins.
"Jasper..." Her voice was barely a whisper, but he heard it, and it only seemed to fuel him more.
He backed her up until the mattress hit the back of her knees. With one last smirk, he pushed her down gently, hovering over her like a man who had finally caught his prey.
"Do you know how long I've wanted this? He murmured again her throat, his lips leaving a scorching trail down to her collar bone.
She arched beneath him, breathless, "Tell me."
Jasoer groaned, his fingers tracing patterns along her bare skin. " Since the moment you walked into my office."
Her heart pounded.
Had it really started that early?
She had convinced herself that she had simply been another assistant, just another person in hos chaotic, high profile life. But now, as he worshipped her with his hands, his lips, his entire being - she knew.
She had never been just another assiyto him.
" You make me reckless." he admitted, pressing his forehead against her. " You make me want to risk everything."
Alodia's breath caught, her fingers threaded through his hair.
"Then take me." she whispered, "Risk it all."
And with a growl, he did.
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A Dangerous Addiction
Hours later, they lay tangled in the sheets, their bodies still intertwined.
The Coty outside was alive with lights and movement, but inside, time felt frozen - like they existed in their own secret world.
Jasper traced lazy circles along her arm, his other hand buried in her hair. "Tell me something."
She shifted, meeting his gazed, "What?"
"Are you going to regret this in the morning?"
Alodia hesitated.
She should say yes.
She should tell him that this was a mistake, that she couldn't keep doing this.
But as she looked at him -**at the man who had made her feel more alive rhan she had in years -**she knew the truth.
"No," she admitted it softly, "I won't."
Jasper's smirk was slow, satisfied. "Good"
He pulled her closer, his lips brushing against her temple.
"Because neither will I."
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