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She’d known that he would be dangerous to her. But even then it had been too late. She’d handed herself over to him once before—heart, body and soul. And he’d ripped her apart.

Reiko was so focused on not losing it in front of him she hardly felt Damion lowering her legs on either side of him, or slowly levering himself over her until he was at eye-level.

‘Do you ever think about us?’

His voice—low, intense—caught her on the raw.

‘No, I don’t,’ she lied. ‘Why should I?’

‘Because of this.’

His gaze dropped to linger on her mouth, setting off a deep tingling. Reiko was vaguely aware of his fingers toying with strands of her hair, but was too aware of the promise of those lips to concentrate on anything else.