"You know, I thought you were a bad kisser, but turns out I was wrong," Kiara said softly after the two had pulled away from the kiss.
Fionn held her gently by the chin cocking her head towards his. For a moment, he stared at her without saying anything, just staring. He smiled as he took in the beauty of a woman before him. Her electric blue eyes stirred something within him, and the way she always blinked them, oh my.
And then came her luscious lips. Every time he saw them, his mind always screamed at him to suck at them. He wondered how in the world she'd ended up in his arms. It was unbelievable and yet a reality; she was his, legally his.
He was never supposed to fall for her; it was supposed to be a mere contractual marriage. But turns out fate had a different way of playing its game. Fionn had a lot of women at his disposal. If he wanted, he was even capable of hand-picking any.
