Nothing could have possibly defused Bella more than the slam of Miguel’s mouth against hers.

She’d drawn in a breath the same second his lips smothered hers, and her lungs held the air in stunned suspension. Her heart smashed against her ribs, once, twice, and still he didn’t stop, only deepened the pressure with his strong, hard lips while he scooped her up in his arms.

'Miguel is kissing me? Like… my husband?'

No... Her head is aching seriously with euphoria. She wanted to bite him, push him away and proceed with her plan to scream but she couldn't.....

Miguel Rodriguez whom she betrayed is kissing her again like this,...