The Alpha's Second Chance
I lean into Braxton, my voice a honeyed whisper meant for the cameras.
"Smile, my dear," I coo, my lips painted with a seductive allure. "We want the world to see just how in love we are."
Braxton’s detachment remains intact, his gaze distant, his expression impassive. But I’m not one to be deterred. I place a manicured hand on his cheek and, before he can react, press my lips forcefully against his. The cameras click and flash, capturing the moment with a voracious hunger for scandal. The kiss has left Braxton with little choice but to respond in kind. He kisses me back, a perfunctory gesture that betrays none of the passion I’m hoping to convey.
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