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The Dance of Desire

Williams’ POV

Her lips were soft, a warmth that I had craved for far too long. The moment our lips touched, everything else–the arranged marriage, questions about her disappearance, the Alpha King–faded into the background. It was just Cleopatra and me.

She resisted for a second, but I deepened ...

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