Marks of Rebellion

<p><em style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>He Stole Her Freedom and Wants Her Back...</em></p><p><strong style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>In the darkness of the night she climbed out of the dirt pit and tugged on heartstrings I didn't even know I had.</strong><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)> </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>There's no slow-burn for her. It's a full-speed freight train of desire mixing with the jungle heat. </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Her touch brings me to my knees. </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Her intoxicating kisses flood adrenaline in my veins. </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>But it's not just about us. </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Her ex will do anything to get her back. </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>He's powerful and he has eyes everywhere. </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>No matter where we go people are watching. </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>And the moment I drop my guard I lose her. </span></p><p><strong style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>When I rescue her this time he'll pay for every mark he's ever put on her.</strong></p>