Leana felt a surge of impulse rise within her.
It didn't matter that he was her enemy. Even if he truly killed her, she felt she wouldn't mind at all.
She couldn't hold back this burning feeling any longer.
"Maurice..."
Slowly, she brought her lips to his.
A little while ago, when the fake pretending to be her husband had lunged at her to kiss her, it had only felt horrible.
But now, the moment her lips touched Maurice's, she trembled so badly she thought her breath would stop.
Her chest fluttered and her head spun with a kind of dizziness.
So she pulled her lips away again, only to meet his eyes.
In that brief instant, she felt how terribly warm his gaze was.
A little fear, and a little dizzying excitement, all at once...
At the same moment, Maurice reached out and wound an arm around her waist,…
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