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She was desperate
Sweat was drenching her armor and the stench of perspiration and the blood she was clad in wasn't the sweetest of smell.
Yet the only thought in the back of her head was the fact that she was going to die today. Her life wi...
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"Call it what you will, love.. sex... a yearning desire for intimacy," The air was dense, she was closer now, drawing her hands against his jaw, her tenderloins grinding against his leg. He felt a slick sweat run through his dense brows as he stared at the beauty in front of him.
Lydia Ava
He did the background check, ran her name through the system. Escaped convict with a record of larceny, assault, tax evasion, and embezzlement.
The name means kind-spirited, yet his current situation, proved the juxtaposition her parents caused.
Ava, however, meant desired, that she was. Desired, maybe that was what he felt, a strong desire to continue with her antics.
