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Inferno Heart

A no strings attached night of pleasure with a hot stranger turned sour for Gemma when she woke up the following morning to find out that she had been kidnapped by no other but the same hot stranger, who happens to be one of her mafia family's rivals. Unable to escape, she decides to piss off her captor in every way she could. But what she didn't know was that pissing Miguel off would do her no good. ~Excerpt "Just this once, after tonight, you aren’t going to see him again." These were the words that Gemma kept saying to herself in her head as she and Sebastian stumbled into his hotel room, their lips locked in a searing kiss, and their hands fumbling to take off each other’s clothes. "I…. I usually don’t do this," Gemma murmured into Sebastian’s mouth. And then, She reprimanded herself for sounding so cliche. Isn’t that the sentence that every girl says to their one nightstand? "I know," Sebastian said as he kissed his way down her throat. "How do you….." Gemma forgot what she wanted to say when he kissed her pulse point and sucked on it. Gemma nearly drowned from the noise that was inside her head, asking her to leave before things got out of hand, before her father and her brothers found out that she was missing. "I think I should be…." Gemma didn’t get to finish her sentence because Sebastian shut her up with a kiss. He slid his tongue into her mouth and Gemma opened up for him. "Oh…."

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Miguel rushed to Gemma's room and found her eyes open as she lay on the bed.

"You are awake," he said with a sigh of relief as he walked to her side and sat down beside her on the bed.

"Mm," Gemma groaned as she tried to move on the bed.

She felt pain all over her body, it felt as if she had been run over by a truck. Every part of her body ached. Any slight movement she made was greeted with pain.

"What happened?" She managed to choke out. She couldn't believe her own voice, it sounded so hoarse and nothing like hers.

"You were shot," Miguel said in a soft tone as he used his index finger to brush her hair away from her face.

Gemma couldn't seem to read his expression. Was that relief she saw on his face?

Was he worried about her or is she just being mistaken? Whatever Miguel felt, he did a good job of not showing it, for he now seemed nonchalant.