Note: While Iceland is a real country, the city of Aria is a fictional location created solely for this story.
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Gavriel, on the other hand, felt like he was losing his mind watching her react to him.
He had known exactly what kind of game his little she-devil was playing, and he had indulged her with everything in him, even though every single instinct screamed at him to pin her down right then and take her.
But he had told her so confidently that she'd be the one to lose. Not to mention, he was also holding back, keeping the recent incident in consideration.
Yet here he was, down to his final threat, struggling to control himself like a fucking teenager while standing on the verge of proving her right.
But let him be damned, as if he wasn't already, if he'd be the first to give in. Because this woman was driving him absolutely insane.
When he finally felt her sleek wetness through the flimsy fabric, the desires he had kept under a tight leash threatened to explode.
