Warning! Smut Ahead!
Natalie~
My entire body practically sizzled with tension as I clung to Zane, my apology a broken whisper against his chest. My hair spilling over his arm, a stark, fiery contrast to the cold silence wrapped around us. His arms locked around me—strong, steady, and undeniably possessive—lifting me like I weighed nothing. He didn't say a word. His jaw was tight, his blue eyes swirling with deep emotions I couldn't even begin to name. But I felt it all—the storm brewing just under his skin. Hurt. Fury. And something else… something deeper, raw and wild.
Still, I didn't let go. Couldn't. Not in body, not in heart.
