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Thirty three

RAPHAEL BATISTA POV

I'd kissed her and I couldn't stop thinking about it. Every time I shut my eyes, I could remember every minute detail despite being drunk, her soft lip, her heady taste, and the way her hands on my skin had felt like shock waves bringing me back to life.

It had been so mind-blowing that at first, I thought it was because I had been high off the alcohol and hence all the feelings had been enhanced but even now, just thinking and reminiscing about the kiss had me adjusting myself in my pants.

I jerked into a sitting position and cursed. Why her of all people and I'd even confessed to her that Eve was my first love... I just hated the way she looked at me as if I was a monster and I'd also wanted someone to believe me. They'd all judged me without giving me a chance to defend myself and I'd borne the burnt of their hate without a care... I was used to the hate anyway, but I didn't want Scarlet to hate me.

I wanted her to stop looking at me with such disgust on her fa
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