Page 191 of Cruel Devotion

I took a deep breath, anchoring myself with his words. “Got it.”

“The people in front are usually political or economic strategists.”

“O-kay.”

“Then, we’ll start to deal with the entertainment and lifestyle people.”

This is about to be some crazy shit.

“Soon it will end with the East’s gossip bloggers. Sometimes they’re the worst ones to deal with.” Lei sighed. “However, Fengge and Bolin will be waiting to help us through and bringing the security that I only use within the palace.”

I thought back to those names. “Fengge is your Incense Master. Right?”

He grinned. “He is, and what is Bolin?”

Fuck. What is he?

“Vanguard. . .I think.”

“Correct.” His grin widened. “Perhaps, I won't beat Duck up for giving you the book.”

I scowled. “You're not touching Duck. Leave it alone.”

“He'll need to give those panties back.”

I pointed to the door. “Can we focus?”

“Not yet.”

“What do you mean not yet?”

Fast, he leaned forward and his lips met mine with a passion that set my soul ablaze.

Our bodies pressed together in desperate need.

And I got lost in Lei as he devoured and consumed me.

A soft moan left my lips.

It was as if he was pouring every ounce of his desire into my mouth. Hot longing twisted with his tongue. Greedy craving hummed from those hungry lips.

I couldn't catch my breath.

In fact, I could barely breathe.

My lungs expanded with him.

With this kiss, my life could have ended right there in that whirlwind of sensation and been fine.

Let my obituary read,‘She died from a kiss that set her soul on fire.’

Groaning, he dragged his lips away, and his eyes searched my face.

Breathless, I gazed up at him.

“Moni,” Desire laced his voice. “This is just the beginning. When we walk through there, remember.”

I shivered.

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