Chapter 26

At first, Donovan tried to push Giselle away out of spite. But under her relentless and fervent kiss, he found himself torn between fury and lust. He grew aggressive, grabbing a fistful of her hair and forcing her head back. He kissed her with savage intensity, so fiercely she could barely breathe. They stumbled from the living room into the bedroom, undressing each other in the heat of the moment, sinking into one another with practiced ease. Only through this kind of raw, punishing intimacy could he truly make her yield. After what felt like a century, it was finally over. They lay there, tangled and bare under the covers, neither bothering to shower or get dressed. Donovan didn't even light a cigarette this time. He just lay on his back, one hand tucked behind his head. Closing his eyes, he let himself sink into this rare moment of silence and calm. An indescribable sense of satisfaction bubbled up within Giselle. As she studied the sharp lines of his face, her heart skippe