LYRAHe took a slow step forward, his shoes silent against the marble floor. The air between us shifted thick, sharp like a warning.“I asked you a question,” he said, voice low and smooth, yet laced with something that made my stomach twist.Malaki’s eyes were like winter cold, unreadable, dangerous. Each step he took toward me sent waves of goosebumps across my skin. My breath caught when he stopped just inches away, his scent wrapping around me like smoke.“I asked you a question,” he murmured. The quietness of his voice was worse than a shout it crawled beneath my skin, demanding an answer.“Babe, are you okay?” David’s voice came through the phone, warm and steady, a small thread of normal in a room that suddenly didn’t feel safe.My lips parted, but my voice was gone. Every word I could’ve said got caught somewhere in my throat.Malaki’s gaze didn’t waver. It was sharp, unblinking like he could peel away the layers I hid behind and find something I didn’t want him to see.“Cut t
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