Alessandra Sinclair knows that Hudson Chase is the last
Hudson already lost Allie once and he refuses to lose her
“I hate you,” she whispered. Her words were venom but
they lacked conviction. Her hands flattened against his
chest and her biceps tensed as if she were going to push him away, but instead her fingers curled around the fine fabric of his suit jacket, holding him in place.
Hudson took a deep breath through his nose. His heart pounded, pumping adrenaline through his body. “You wish you did,” he rasped in her ear, then tugged the lobe between his teeth.
Allie’s head thudded back against the elevator wall. “Bastard,” she breathed.
“I know, baby, I know.”
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