CHAPTER 80: TI VOGLIO

KRISTIAN

I don't get a warning; all I get is the desperate press of lips against lips.

Luca swallows my gasp as his hands dig into my shoulders, pulling me flush against him. He tastes of salt and acrylic.

All the paint must have gone into my head, poisoned my brain cells so terribly, and fri...

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