Page 41 of Conning Her Dragonkin Boss

I have never beenthe kind of man to lose focus.

I run the finances of an empire, oversee multi-billion-dollar transactions, ensure that Vormugh Enterprises stays dominant in a ruthless corporate landscape.

And yet?—

I have no idea how the rest of the quarterly business meeting went.

And honestly?

I don’t care.

Because this?—

Sunny in my arms, her lips against mine, her breath mingling with mine?—

This is what I need.

More than breathing.

More than power.

More than anything.

She is fire in my veins, a treasure I never knew I was missing, and now that I have her, I can’t imagine ever letting go.

She showed me a piece of herself today.

Her determination.

Her passion.

Her soul.

And I have never wanted anything more in my entire life.

I tighten my arms around her, tilting her head back, deepening the kiss until she’s soft and pliant in my hold.

Her fingers curl into my shirt, gripping me like she needs me just as much.

I want to tell her.

I want to tell her she’s mine.

That I will never let her go.

That she will never have to hide from me again.

She pulls back, breathless, her dark eyes wide, almost dazed.

And then?—

“I’m sorry,” she whispers.

I go still.

For a moment, I don’t understand.

“Sorry?” My voice is hoarse, raw from holding back too much.

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