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A no strings attached night of pleasure with a hot stranger turned sour for Gemma when she woke up the following morning to find out that she had been kidnapped by no other but the same hot stranger, who happens to be one of her mafia family's rivals.

Unable to escape, she decides to piss off her captor in every way she could. But what she didn't know was that pissing Miguel off would do her no good.



~Excerpt

"Just this once, after tonight, you aren’t going to see him again." These were the words that Gemma kept saying to herself in her head as she and Sebastian stumbled into his hotel room, their lips locked in a searing kiss, and their hands fumbling to take off each other’s clothes.

"I…. I usually don’t do this," Gemma murmured into Sebastian’s mouth.
And then, She reprimanded herself for sounding so cliche. Isn’t that the sentence that every girl says to their one nightstand?

"I know," Sebastian said as he kissed his way down her throat.
"How do you….." Gemma forgot what she wanted to say when he kissed her pulse point and sucked on it.


Gemma nearly drowned from the noise that was inside her head, asking her to leave before things got out of hand, before her father and her brothers found out that she was missing.

"I think I should be…."

Gemma didn’t get to finish her sentence because Sebastian shut her up with a kiss. He slid his tongue into her mouth and Gemma opened up for him.

"Oh…."

Inferno Heart

Later in the day, Gemma was no longer feeling nauseous, and so she decided to go for the fundraising that Mary had invited her to.

"I was beginning to think that you won't be able to make it," Mary said to her as she came to welcome her.

"I'm sorry, I'm late, I wasn't feeling too well," Gemma said. She opened her purse and took out a mint and placed it in her mouth as she perceived someone's perfume in the room that was beginning to make her stomach turn.

"Oh sorry about that, how are you feeling now?" Mary asked.

"Better." Gemma looked around the ballroom which was already filled with several socialites, she sighted Jane in a corner of the room discussing with a group of women. And Gemma immediately regretted leaving the house.

"Would you like something to drink?" Mary asked her as they waded through waiters carrying champagne flutes that gleamed beneath the lights in the room.

Fundraising