He pushes me into the back seat, slams the door behind him, and lunges at me.
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he kiss is rough, dominant, and demanding. It’s also totally unexpected and takes my breath away.
With his hands gripping both sides of my head, Mal ravages my mouth until I’m mewing and shaking all over, clutching the lapels of his suit. Breathing hard, he breaks away and stares at me with eyes like fire.
He says gruffly, “You told the king of the Bratva that you have feelings for me.”
I’m too dizzy to know if that’s praise or a rebuke, so I shake my head wordlessly.
“Yes, you f*****g did. Said it to his face, in front of all his captains. Said it in a f**k-you tone that would’ve gotten anyone else killed.”
He kisses me again, devouring my mouth.
When he breaks away this time, my heart is ra
