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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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Not Safe

One evening after Miguel got back from work, two days after they had bought the baby crib, Gemma and Miguel both decided to set up the crib in the baby's room.

The room had already been painted, and Gemma chose a beige color for it. And some of the other baby items they bought, were in the room as well.

They both sat on the floor of the room with the installation manual of the crib spread in front of them.

"I think, this one goes here," Gemma said, picking up a part of the dismantled crib.

"Mm-mn," Miguel gave a shake of his head. "It goes here," he said picking up the right piece.

"Oh I see, you are right," Gemma said.

Twenty minutes into fixing the crib, Gemma started yawning.

"Tired?" Miguel asked as he turned to look at her.