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The attackers stormed the warehouse, guns glinting in the dim light. Adrenaline surged through Aria as Liam grabbed her hand, pulling her behind crates. Every heartbeat was synchronized—hers and his—and every second was a dance on the edge of disaster.
“We’re not getting out that way,” Liam muttered.
“I have an idea,” she whispered. Together, they slipped through a side exit, shadows among shadows. Rain plastered their clothes to their skin, but they didn’t stop. Every step brought them closer—and yet farther from safety.
Finally, they reached the rooftop, the city lights reflecting in the puddles around them. Liam looked at her, rain streaking her face, and something vulnerable flickered in his gaze.
“You shouldn’t be here,” he said.
“And I shouldn’t want you,” she replied, leaning closer.
For a heartbeat, the danger, the chaos, the organization hunting them—none of it mattered. Just him, just her, just the storm raging around them.
But reality snapped back. Their love was forbidden. Their enemies were everywhere. And yet, the kiss they shared was a promise: a dangerous, reckless, intoxicating promise.
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