100 Days With Mr Romero

In the quiet room, he spoke softly yet assertively, "May I savor you down there?" His words startled me, causing me to swallow hard. "I desire to own this moment with you," he confessed, breaking my train of thought as I drew in a sharp breath. "The instant you stumbled into my arms, I knew I couldn't resist you. Even if it's just for a single night." "I crave the heat of your skin, the rush of your breath, like fire. Bunny, are you feeling desire now?" he asked, his deep voice echoing in the emptiness. I gasped at his question, and he let out a low growl. She, Fire, was meant to ignite his every desire, while he, Gideon, the owner of the most renowned clubs in New York and beyond, was not known for being a mere player. Though he relished in occasional fun, his intentions were more complex than that. Originally, their encounter was planned as a night of celebration, marking their college graduation with no strings attached. But what unfolded when an unexpected turn of events bound them together, threatened to turn their one-night fling into something far more profound? Would they find solace in each other or would the situation spiral into chaos?