[Music recommendation: Katrina Ford - PLUCK]
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It was amazing what a top-class team of professionals could accomplish in such a short amount of time.
When Gavriel said he would take care of her attire, God, he meant it.
But with that came an insatiable hunger that ignited the instant he laid eyes on her, the very second they were left alone.
For the past ten minutes, Aliana had found herself pinned against the wall by a drop-dead gorgeous devil who simply refused to get his fill of her.
One of his hands traced the bare skin of her backless gown, while the other gripped her bare thigh right through the elegant, high slit of the stunning black dress she was wearing.
"Gav..." she moaned softly as his lips travelled downward to her collarbone after thoroughly ravaging her mouth.
Only now did she realise why he had specifically instructed the makeup artist not to apply any lipstick yet.
