Bandit: A New Year's Non-Gift
2 hrs. 10 min.
Description
He burst into the mansion at night dressed as Santa Claus. My fiancé said it was a “gift”—the highlight of the holiday. Who knew that it would be him who made this New Year unforgettable?
He was supposed to entertain the guests, but now he stands right beside me. His cold gaze glides over my figure, and his smile… dangerous and mesmerizing.
“Let’s pass the time while your fiancé hides from me,” he says as he comes closer.
I don’t have time to answer. His kiss is sharp, like an order; his breath throws me off. The costume is only a mask. This man isn’t Santa, and he’s definitely not a gift.
He came for debts, but he found me.
This night will be the beginning of chaos. And no one will ever forget it.
He was supposed to entertain the guests, but now he stands right beside me. His cold gaze glides over my figure, and his smile… dangerous and mesmerizing.
“Let’s pass the time while your fiancé hides from me,” he says as he comes closer.
I don’t have time to answer. His kiss is sharp, like an order; his breath throws me off. The costume is only a mask. This man isn’t Santa, and he’s definitely not a gift.
He came for debts, but he found me.
This night will be the beginning of chaos. And no one will ever forget it.
