The Lieutenant's Vengeful Desire
Cold steel snapped shut around her skin.
“What—?!” Meira gasped, jerking instinctively. Too late. The cuffs were already locked to the headboard, her arms pulled above her head, leaving her half-reclined, vulnerable.
“You said… you said we’d talk!” Her voice cracked, desperation laced with fury.
Hastan sat back, his smirk deepening. “And we will.” His words rolled out slowly, dangerously—less a promise, more a threat.
Without breaking eye contact, he unbuttoned his jacket, slipping it off with unhurried precision. The fabric slid down his shoulders, landing soundlessly on the floor. Underneath, his black shirt clung to every hard line of muscle, shadows defining the breadth of his chest and
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