Chapter 37

Shraf strode back to the bed, his steps heavy and purposeful, his face tight with anger. He grabbed my foot and pulled me closer to the edge of the bed, his grip firm, almost punishing, as if he was trying to convey the sheer force of his emotions through his touch alone. Our faces came within inches of each other, his hand pressed against the nape of my neck, his fingers digging into my skin. There was a raw, primal energy emanating from him, making it clear that he wasn’t just angry – he was livid.

“What did you say?” he demanded, his voice low and menacing, his breath hot against my lips.

I lifted my chin defiantly, meeting his gaze head-on. “If you’re not going to satisfy me, I might as well find someone who—”

Before I could finish my sentence, Shraf crashed his lips against mine, his kiss rough and possessive, leaving me breathless and unable to utter another word.

“Don’t you dare, Eva! I will burn their body alive if anyone even fucking tries!” His hands moved with urgency, ripp