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A moment later, he pulled back. Looking at the woman beneath him, a storm churned inside him, refusing to settle.

He had kissed her—voluntarily.

Chloe Bishop blinked, her vacant gaze slowly focusing on Xavier Grayson's face. Her voice was calm, yet it carried an undercurrent of bitter tears. "Go on—why'd you stop? Isn't forcing yourself on me your specialty? Come on, then."

"Enough