Elias POVI woke up the next morning feeling as though the air itself was too heavy to breathe. My lips tingled faintly, and every time I shifted under the blanket, the memory of last night came rushing back. Vincent had kissed me. Not the cold, calculated Vincent Blackwood the world knew, but a man who had cornered me against the wall, who had whispered he was worried when I wasn’t home, and who had pressed his lips against mine like he couldn’t stop himself.I lay there, staring at the ceiling, unsure whether to smile or panic. My heart kept replaying it on a loop, but my head, my rational head, kept insisting it was a mistake. Maybe he kissed me because of the heat of the moment. Maybe he regretted it already. Maybe it was just a way to shut me up.I buried my face in the pillow, groaning into the fabric. Get it together, Elias.The smell of coffee wafted faintly through the air, dragging me out of my spiraling thoughts. My stomach grumbled, loudly. I hadn’t eaten much after the di
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