CORRUPT ME (GIVING MY INNOCENCE TO MY BROTHER'S BESTFRIEND)
He was told to protect me and yet I want him to ruin me.
“Zyran?”
He didn’t turn. “What is it, Myra?”
I took a shaky breath, my heart hammering against my ribs. “Our arrangement. I want to understand my part in it.”
Finally he turned. His pale eyes gleamed in the dim light, his gaze fixed on me so intently, it felt like a predator tracking its prey. “Your part is to be my wife and mine to give you protection.”
“But you are the only one giving. I want to give you something too.”
“I’m tired of being just a painting on the wall,” I whispered, stepping closer to him, the air crackling with so much tension, I may have forgotten how to breathe. “You're my husband. In every