when her whole body was busy being flooded with such sharp, intense ecstasy.
As it faded, she fell forward onto his hard chest and for a second or two simply relaxed there, her cheek against his hot skin, breathing in the delicious scent of sandalwood, salt and musk. It was like lying on a rock in the sun and she wanted to close her eyes and drift, listening to the strong, steady beat of his heart beneath her ear. The sound was reassuring in some way, as powerful and enduring as the sea...
‘Kitten,’ Dante Cardinali said, his deep voice echoing through her.
The delicious warmth was fading, the feeling of reassurance going out like the tide, leaving her cold and shaking, and not in a good way.
Her arms trembled as she pushed herself up and met the darkness of his gaze staring back.
What have you done? You were supposed to kill him, not get into power games. And you definitely weren’t supposed to have sex with him.
Shame flooded through her, crushing her. This was a mistake. A terrible, terrible mistake.
‘Stella,’ Dante said.
But she couldn’t stand being in this room a second longer, surrounded by the ruins of her mission and the evidence of her weakness.
She slid off him, pulling on her dress and underwear with shaking hands, pausing only to grab the little clutch she’d brought with her. Then she moved quickly to the door on legs that felt as if they might give way at any moment.
‘Stella,’ Dante repeated, more forcefully this time.
But she didn’t turn. She couldn’t bear to look at him.
She opened the door and fled, the sound of him roaring her name one last time ringing in her ears.
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