She knew what she was doing was wrong. But she couldn't help it. She couldn't help but lick her lips at the mere sight of him. His markings turned her on like nothing else.
To her it didn't matter that they could never be.
She didn't care what others would think, or what whispers would be said behind their backs. She didn't care about the rumors or the tabloids.
She needed him. Her body ached for him. She loved him.
And she was about to commit the biggest political sex scandal of the decade by being with him.