CHAPTER 33
Louis didn’t know how he ended up here—in Cleopatra Thompson’s bedroom, a woman who could destroy anyone with just one sentence.
But at this moment, she wasn’t using sharp words or her usual cold expression.
Instead, she was pulling on Louis’s tie, bringing their faces so close that her breath brushed against his skin.
"I want to see how strong you are in resisting my temptation, Toreto," she whispered in a dangerously low voice.
Louis froze.
His heart pounded wildly, his hands clenched at his sides, but his brain stopped functioning the moment Cleopatra touched his face gently.
And before he could process the situation, Cleopatra kissed him.
A heated kiss, without hesitation, without giving him a chance to think or escape.
Her fingers curled behind his neck, pulling hi
