LISA’S POV:His lips hovered dangerously close to mine, the tension thick in the air, a strange mix of fear and confusion clouding my senses. My breath came in shallow gasps as I struggled to find words, any words, to stop this, but they wouldn’t come. I was trapped, caught in the magnetic pull of his cold, commanding gaze, unable to tear myself away.Then, as if sensing my hesitation, he pulled back, just enough to give me space to breathe but not enough to let me go. His grip on my waist loosened, and I felt his fingers trail down my side, sending an unwelcome shiver through me. My mind was racing, trying to make sense of what was happening, of who he was and why I was here, in his arms, with his eyes boring into me like I was some puzzle he wanted to solve.Before I could piece together a single coherent thought, his voice sliced through the air again, that same low, icy tone that made my stomach clench. “You’re not the person I was expecting,” he said, his voice devoid of warmth, 
 Last Updated : 2025-10-28
Last Updated : 2025-10-28