Xayden’s POV
Nadia’s hands slid down my back as she pushed her rack closer to my face. Her leg went over my shoulder, the red drapes of her gown flowing in the backdrop. I immediately tensed under her touch, unlike the previous times when it gave comfort.
“Isn’t this painful ?” I narrowed my eyes at her while she smirked at me. Her lips dangled dangerously closer to mine as she intentionally misunderstood my question and talked about “pain turning to pleasure” in the next two lines of the song.
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Now the pain is for pleasure
'Cause nothing can measure
(oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
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Chancing a glance towards my mate, I noticed his eyes narrow, sharply sculpted nostrils flare and hands turn into fists. How
