8A VOICE COMMANDARIA“I am going to make you entirely mine.”The words should have scared me.Instead, they made my pulse stutter.I held his gaze, searching for a crack in the confidence, a hint that he was joking. Nico didn’t joke when he spoke like that. His eyes darkened, not wild, not reckless — just certain.“Entirely?” I whispered.He lowered my legs slowly, deliberately, like he was unwrapping something fragile instead of handling a woman who had walked into his house fully aware of what she wanted.“Yes,” he murmured against my ear. “Entirely.”There was something in the way he said it that made heat curl low in my stomach — but beneath that heat, something else flickered. A warning. A shadow.I swallowed it.“Big words for a man who hasn’t proven himself yet,” I teased.His lips curved.“Oh, lovely one,” he said softly. “You have no idea.”His hands slid along my thighs, not rushing, not desperate. He moved like a man who owned time. Like he could stretch seconds into minu
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