Chapter sixteen
Rosanna Vietillo POV
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“Who said she is still innocent?”
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His lips come crashing against mine..
My whole body freezes, air being knocked out of my lungs, there's nothing innocent, no gentleness in his touch or anything that would have made me want to comply with his demands.
Because it feels like a horror scene, forbidden to be kissed by Mateo Castillo. The man I call the devil's twin.
His lips pressed against mine like he owns me and owns every single part of me. My hands quickly come between us to react, and I quickly shut my lips tight, not wanting to part them open and give into his demand. Not even when the sharpness of his teeth makes me go weak.
Because he shows no mercy on me, the way he twists his face to make the kiss more demanding makes
