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It must be the fire Francisco has put in me. And Alejandro. And now I want Kai’s fire, too?

I just want them all. Hot, horny, and hard. I want Kai to be in lust with me.

Is that it??

Him touching me and moving his hands over my body would calm me down, make me enjoy everything, and look forward to being with all of them again?

Oh, my… I can’t believe this.

He’s amassed so much power, and I haven’t even noticed.

He seemed absent half of the time. Didn’t care to come looking for me last night. Didn’t care to please me this morning.

Didn’t care to ask about my whereabouts.

As if it hadn’t been important to him whether I spent the day sleeping, or out with one of them, or both.

He didn’t even glance at my necklace or tip his stare to my dress.

He must know these are gifts.

By doing all that, he cast a big shadow over my day. As beautiful and memorable as this day was, he managed to turn it into a canvas of grays.

“Raven…” he murmurs, watching the transformation on my face.

I’m horrified of what he might see.

I melt with panic, convinced he can visualize snippets of what has happened between Alejandro and me.

That he might know how much I enjoyed him and how I felt avenged to a degree.

It wasn’t the highest point of my existence, but Alejandro made that moment perfect. While somewhere in the back of my mind, Kai frowned at everything.

My brain was fucking with me. But this? How can I explain this?

He’s still waiting for an answer, his eyes barely touched by a grin I obviously can’t decipher.

Is it a secret smile? A knowing smile?

The difference is important to me. Has he premeditated everything? Or have I been swept into a storm I can’t control?

Maybe it’s just a smile. And maybe he sees nothing on my face, and my turmoil is only in my head.

“Yes…” I say softly. “What were you saying?”

I obviously need more time.

“Do you think this place fits your taste…?” he says, not letting out much, yet laser-focused on me.

“I told you. I love the place… Yeah.”

I sound distracted and weird, like a lovesick loon.

The fangs of emotions sink deep into my chest, and apprehension wraps around my neck.

Even worse, I feel a lump in my throat. And I can’t disperse it despite swallowing repeatedly.

And now I blink quickly because I tear up?

Oh, no. No, no. This is not happening.

I knew this would be a disaster.

I look away to hide my eyes when he moves closer to me. I cut my eyes at him as if he is about to take away my air.

Because he does.

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