Rosamund realized too late that she had lost him. His words, his presence, his scent, she felt him much more than she thought. His body made her wet, his pheromones made her salivate. The moment she came undone, she realized it was all too late. She would never be able to live without him anymore. He ruined her from being alone, from the meaningless nights she spent in strangers' arms. He ruined her, fully in every sense of her existence. And when she broke into his arms, him, his all self made her complete.
Ruslan possessively held her thighs open, looking at the most private part of her. The open proudness was visible in his eyes as he looked at her. He was as obsessed with her as he was. A smirk grew on his face as he looked upwards towards her, taking his sweet time.
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