"I hunger for your taste, your smell, the feel of your soul touching mine.” ― Jack Llawayllynn
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Jacqueline Vega had never been yelled at. She was the daughter of one of the rich merchants at Lunhez, and their family came from money, too. She had always been rich, and whatever she asked for, she got. Her dad always got her whatever she wanted, no questions asked. And then she set her eyes on Vincent, and thankfully, Vincent looked back.
Vincent's claws extended as he growled in pain.
Jacqueline stood at the other side of the room, still naked, staring at Vincent. Her eyes were nervous as she surveyed the room. She almost wanted to run back to her room, but she probably shouldn't. Vincent was already pushing her away, and all for a woman he had met only twice, and that didn't sit we
