Chapter 18

NICOLE

Marcus leaned in and pressed his lips to mine, catching me off guard. For a moment, I was shocked and unsure of what to do. But then I felt a dizzying sensation and I gave in, kissing him back.

As we continued to kiss, I became lost in the moment, making sloppy noises in the process. It was as if the rest of the world had faded away and there was only us.

But then, as if a fog had lifted, I opened my eyes and saw a faint figure in the distance. It was Anthony, crumpling a coffee cup with his fist. His expression was one of anger and hurt, and without a word, he stormed off.

Why was he so worked up?

That was the last thought I had before I fell asleep on Marcus' shoulder and felt him carry me bridal style.

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I slowly opened my eyes, squinting against the bright sunlight streaming through the window. I felt disoriented and confused, unable to remember how I had gotten here. I looked around and realized I was in a large bedroom, with plush furniture and elegant decor.

As I trie