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Misty POV I could feel the thunderous pounding of my heart as Wyatt's lips pressed against mine, my body pressed against the wall. The intensity of our connection was something I never anticipated, but this warlock had managed to change everything for me. My mind was consumed by the taste of his lips, the sensation of his strong body against my hands. I craved more of him, every part of him. "Tell me, Misty, am I still your enemy?" he whispered, his warm breath tickling my ear as his hand grazed the hem of my shirt. "No," I gasped as he slowly peeled my shirt off, discarding it on the ground. His lips trailed down my skin, pressing against me as he held me tightly. A moan escaped my lips, overwhelmed by his touch. I could feel his desire pressed against my body, causing a flush to ris
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