Chapter 76 76. Tasting Sin and Heaven

The suite lay bathed in a low amber glow, the city’s nocturnal pulse a distant hum beyond the floor‑to‑ceiling glass. Michele’s nose still hovered against Hazel’s neck, his breath warm and uneven, the scent of her skin mingling with the faint trace of his own cologne. Hazel’s chest rose and fell in ...

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