Urban Plundering: I Corrupted The System!

Her breath hitched, and she pulled back slightly, her forehead pressing against his. "Your undoing?" she echoed, her hands sliding down his shoulders to rest against his chest. "Parker, I'm not trying to ruin you. I'm trying to make you see that you're worth more than you let yourself believe."

He closed his eyes, the weight of her words sinking into him. "I don't think I'm less," he said finally, his voice barely above a whisper. "I've never thought that. I know exactly who I am and what I've done to get here. But you... Tessa, you're this whole other world. You've given me something I didn't even believe in. How the fuck did a guy like me—someone with nothing but a few million and a fucked-up past—end up with you?" At first it was a mistake—their meeting felt like a mistake but here they were now.

Like their meeting was something not even fate was capable of orchestrating.

Tessa didn't answer right away. Instead, she leaned in, her lips brushing his in a kiss so soft it sent shivers down his spine. It wasn't rushed or hungry—it was slow, deliberate, like she wanted to pour every ounce of herself into that one touch. When she finally pulled back, her eyes locked on his with a quiet intensity.

"Because the world's not as cruel as you think it is," she said simply, her hands sliding back up to cup his face. "Sometimes, it gives us exactly what we need, even if we don't think we deserve it."

He stared at her, his heart hammering in his chest. She was too good—too damn good. And he? He was just some broken, bitter shadow of a man trying to hold onto something he didn't know how to keep.

"You're wrong," he said, his voice breaking slightly. "The world didn't give me you, Tessa. You chose me. And that scares the shit out of me."

Her expression softened, and she leaned in again, her lips trailing a line of kisses from his temple to his cheek, then down to the corner of his mouth. "Then stop being scared," she murmured, her voice barely audible as her teeth grazed his earlobe, sending a shiver through him. "Stop overthinking everything. Just... be here with me."

His arms tightened around her, pulling her closer until there was no space left between them. "You make it sound so damn easy," he muttered, his lips brushing against her collarbone as his fingers splayed across her lower back.

She laughed softly, the sound vibrating against him. "That's because it is easy," she said, tilting her head to press a kiss to his throat. "You just make it complicated."

Parker's hand moved to the back of her neck, his fingers threading through her hair as he tilted her face toward him. Their eyes met, and for a moment, the rest of the world disappeared. "You're the glitch in my matrix," he said, his voice low but steady.

Tessa blinked, her lips parting slightly in surprise. "What?"

"You heard me," he said, smirking slightly as he brushed his nose against hers. "You're the one thing I didn't plan for. The one thing I didn't see coming. And now that you're here... I don't know how to go back to the way things were."

Her hands slid up to tangle in his hair, and she pulled him into a kiss that was anything but soft this time. It was fierce, passionate, like she was trying to prove a point without words. When they finally broke apart, her breath came in shallow gasps as she rested her forehead against his.@@novelbin@@

"Good," she said, her voice trembling slightly. "Because I'm not letting you go, Parker. Not now, not ever."

And in that moment, with her in his arms and the world outside forgotten, Parker believed her.

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Tessa shifted slightly in Parker's lap, her weight pressing against him in a way that sent a shiver down his spine. Her hands, warm and soft, slid up his chest, her fingertips tracing lazy patterns over the fabric of his shirt before settling around his neck. She leaned in closer, her face barely an inch from his, her lips curling into a small, knowing smile.

"You're thinking too much again," she whispered, her voice low and teasing.

Parker let out a soft, breathy laugh, his hands settling on her waist. He held her as if she were made of glass, his fingers splayed wide as though he were afraid she might slip away. "Maybe I am," he admitted, his voice rough. "But can you blame me? Look at you."

Tessa tilted her head, her hair cascading over her shoulder like a waterfall of silk. "What about me?" she asked, feigning innocence as her hands moved up to cradle his face. Experience tales at My Virtual Library Empire

"You're... everything," Parker said, his voice barely audible. He shook his head, his gaze locked on hers. "You're sitting here, looking at me like I'm someone worth this. Worth you."

Tessa's smile softened, and she leaned in, her lips brushing against his in a kiss so soft it felt like a whisper. It wasn't rushed or desperate—just a quiet connection that spoke louder than words ever could. When she pulled back, her eyes searched his, her expression unreadable.

"You are worth it, I told you that but you're so reluctant," she said firmly. "I don't care what you think about yourself or what you've done. To me, you're worth everything."

Parker stared at her, his chest tightening as her words sank in. For a moment, he couldn't breathe, couldn't think—there was only her. He reached up, his hand moving to the back of her neck as he pulled her into another kiss. This one wasn't soft or gentle—it was raw, desperate, as if he was pouring every unspoken emotion into her.

Tessa responded in kind, her hands tangling in his hair as she pressed herself closer. When they finally broke apart, their breaths mingling in the small space between them, she rested her forehead against his, her lips brushing against his jaw.

"Do you even realize what you do to me?" Parker murmured, his hands moving up to her lower back, pulling her flush against him. "You make me feel... human. Vulnerable. Like... fuck, like I'm not this cold, calculated thing anymore."

Tessa smiled, her fingers trailing down the side of his face. "Maybe you're not," she said softly.

He let out a soft, bitter laugh, his hands tightening slightly on her waist. "You're too good for me, Tessa," he said, his voice low. "I'm just some fucked-up devil trying to hold onto the only angel who's ever cared enough to stay."

Tessa's expression softened, and she leaned in, pressing a kiss to the corner of his mouth. "You're not a devil," she whispered, her lips moving to his cheek, then his jaw. "And even if you were, I'd still choose you. Every damn time."

Her words broke something in him, and before he could stop himself, he pulled her closer, his lips finding hers in a kiss that was anything but controlled. It was messy and passionate, a clash of emotions that neither of them could put into words.

When they broke apart, Tessa's hands moved to his shoulders, and she shifted, straddling his lap fully. Parker's breath hitched, his hands instinctively moving to her thighs.

"You scare the hell out of me," he admitted, his voice raw. "You make me feel like I'm not in control anymore."

Tessa smirked, leaning down to press her lips to his neck. "Maybe that's a good thing," she murmured, her teeth grazing his skin in a way that sent a shiver through him. "Maybe it's about time you stopped trying to control everything."

He let out a soft groan, his hands sliding up her back as he tilted his head to give her better access. "You're dangerous, you know that?" he muttered, his voice thick with emotion.

Tessa pulled back slightly, her eyes locking on his. "Dangerous?" she echoed, her lips twitching into a playful smile. "To you, maybe. But only because you let me be."

Parker chuckled, his fingers threading through her hair as he pulled her into another kiss. "You're the glitch indeed," he said against her lips, his voice soft but firm. "The one thing I didn't plan for. The one thing I can't live without."

Tessa's eyes softened, and she cupped his face in her hands, her thumbs brushing over his cheekbones. "Then don't," she said simply. "Don't try to live without me. Just... let me stay. Let me be here for you." Everything felt repeated now, but so emotional for them to realize.

And in that moment, Parker realized that he couldn't argue with her. He couldn't push her away or pretend that she didn't mean everything to him. Because she did. She was his anchor, his safe haven, the one thing that made him feel like he wasn't completely lost.

So instead of answering, he pulled her into another kiss, his hands moving to cradle her face as he poured every ounce of himself into her. Because if there was one thing he was sure of, it was that Tessa was his. And no force in the world—not gods, not monsters, not even himself—could ever take her away from him.

The night was about to turn into a hot one for them!