CHAPTER ONE: HATE-FUELED SURRENDER SERENA'S POV“Fuck you,” I gasped, my nails digging into the silk sheets as Caspian thrust into me with force.“You’re already doing that,” he growled, his voice low and rough against my ear. His hips snapped forward harder, faster, hitting that spot deep inside me with every thrust.My eyes rolled back, a broken moan escaping from my throat despite myself. God, I hated him. I fucking hated this man. But my body betrayed me, clenching around his thick length as pleasure coiled tighter and tighter in my belly.Sweat slicked my skin, the sound of our bodies slapping together filling the massive master bedroom of his mansion. His hand gripped my hip hard enough to bruise, holding me exactly where he wanted me. Spread open, claimed, owned.“Mhnn—God, I hate you,” I choked out, even as my walls fluttered around him. The words came out more like a plea than a curse.Caspian’s dark chuckle vibrated against my neck. “Liar.” He reached between us, his thumb
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