Trapped in his dangerous love
I whispered, though my voice trembled.
But it wasn’t okay. My chest tightened, my mind raced, and the memories from earlier today clawed at me—the mistakes, the risks, the shame I had tried so hard to hide.
“You weren’t meant to be involved,” he continued, his gaze unwavering. “But now it’s done, and you must understand the consequences.”
Dominic’s hand pressed slightly deeper into my thigh, reminding me that despite everything, he was here, watching, controlling, claiming. I felt my breath hitch, the heat of his touch mixing with my fear and my fascination.
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