[WARNING: Explicit s****l Content — 18+]
The hotel suite door closed behind them with a soft click that sounded like freedom.
Lia barely had time to register the room's king bed, floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city, expensive and impersonal before Caspian's hands were on her face, tilting her head up to look at him.
"Seven days," he said, his voice rough. "Seven days of knowing you were sleeping in his house. In his bed."
"Not his bed. The guest room. I locked the door every night—"
"I don't care." His thumb brushed her bottom lip. "You were there. Under his roof. Pretending to be his wife. While carrying my baby."
The possessiveness in his voice sent heat flooding through her body. This was what she'd been missing. Not just his touch, but the way he looked at her like she
