جميع فصول : الفصل -الفصل 88

Daniel’s dark chuckle rasped in the quiet room, his hand shifting from the headrest to rest lightly over my shoulder, the heat of his palm seeping straight through my shirt. "Disappoint you?" he asked, his fingers lightly tracing the curve of my collarbone. "Feisty, we're just getting started."Lucien’s jaw tightened at Daniel’s touch on my skin, but he didn't pull my body away. Instead, his broad hand at the small of my back pressed me firmer against his chest, possessive and unyielding. The air between the three of us pulled taut, thick with an unspoken, volatile electricity that made my pulse hammer against my ribs."You talk big for someone trapped in the middle," Lucien growled softly, his thumb sweeping over my cheekbone, tilting my face up until I was forced to look directly into the storm in his eyes. "You think you're the one holding the reins here?""I know I am," I replied, a sharp, fearless smirk touching my lips. I didn't flinch under his heavy gaze, nor did I lean away

"If you're always so damn curious about a lady's secrets, you'll never get a girlfriend," I retorted, stepping past him into the echoing hangar.Daniel let out a sharp, amused bark of laughter, pushing off the doorframe to keep pace right behind me. "Who says I'm looking for a girlfriend, Feisty? I prefer high-maintenance complications. And there’s one right here in front of me."I ignored his grin, striding straight up to the first matte-black G-Wagon. The reinforced plating felt cool beneath my fingertips as I laid my palm flat against the hood.Daniel leaned against the pillar beside me, crossing his arms over his chest, his dark eyes tracking every move I made like a hawk. "Seriously though. You don't have a team to drive these, and I know for a fact you're not planning a road trip with the syndicate.""I'm keeping my options open," I murmured, narrowing my focus.With a quiet, deliberate command in my mind, I activated my upgraded Storage Inventory.An unseen ripple distorted the

Lucien sat back in his chair, his eyes narrowing into dangerous slits as he watched the scene unfold. His sharp gaze flicked from the empty glass to Daniel's flushed face, and finally to Celestine's pale, trembling expression. He didn't stop Daniel, but a dark curiosity burned in his eyes as he wondered what the hell his second-in-command was up to.Daniel leaned in close to Celestine's ear as he dragged her into the dark corridor, his voice dropping into a deadly, low whisper. "I know what you did. I know your little plan. If you ever try a stunt like that again, I'm going to tell Lucien everything. Instead of Amber, you'll be the one thrown out to be zombie food."Celestine froze, completely paralyzed by fear, as Daniel pushed open the heavy wooden doors and walked out into the cool corridor.Within three minutes, a violent, raging heat flared up from the pit of Daniel's stomach, coursing through his veins like liquid fire. The drug was hitting his system hard—a potent, overwhelmin

Lucien stared at the two of us.His eyes dragged over Daniel’s sweat-slicked skin, the flushed heat radiating off his body, and then locked onto mine with an unreadable, suffocating intensity.The silence stretched long and taut, filled only by Daniel’s rough, uneven breathing."A spiked drink," Lucien repeated slowly, his voice dropping an octave, danger pulsing through every syllable. His dark gaze didn't leave my face. "So... what exactly do you plan to do with him now that he’s like this, Amber?"He already knew the answer. I could see it in the slight clench of his jaw, the hard, possessive flare in his eyes. But he wanted to hear it straight from my mouth—wanted me to own it."He needs to get rid of the drug, Lucien," I said smoothly, my voice remaining cool even as Daniel’s hand gripped my hip just a little tighter, his feverish body heavy against my side."He can burn it out with someone else," Lucien growled, taking a broad step forward until he was towering over both of us.