The eighty-foot drop from the casino rooftop ended with a violent, concussive explosion of foaming black brine. Geneva hit the Mediterranean water with her body streamlined, the freezing shock of the sea knocking the breath from her lungs. The crimson velvet gown was heavy, pulling her downward into the ink-black depths, but before the panic could set in, two massive, powerful arms wrapped securely around her waist, surging upward with…
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