Chapter - 45

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Fiona - POV My sudden kiss caught Flint off guard, his lips frozen for just a moment before he melted into it, responding with a fierce, breathtaking devotion that made my pulse race. “Fiona, I want you,” he murmured against my ear, his voice thick with longing. His breath tickled my skin, sending shivers through me. As I met his intense violet eyes under the soft glow of the moonlight, the summer breeze brushed against us, carrying with it a warmth that seemed to amplify the tension crackling between us. My heart swelled, and I leaned in, kissing him again, this time slower, pouring every ounce of gratitude and desire I felt for the way he took me wholly, unapologetically. Flint’s hands skimmed over the satin of my gown, his fingers tracing lazy, deliberate patterns that set my skin abl

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