The Return of the Emperor
Yarahwhen he stares into your eyes in bedseductive stareyour gaze hits the side of my facehe couldn't shake off the he felt for her
With deliberate slowness, he dragged the blade down her stomach, her hips, her thighs, shredding away her skirt until she was left in nothing but lace.
Vanessa’s breath stuttered. Not from fear. Never from fear.
Her entire body trembled under the weight of his gaze. The way he looked at her—like she was something he’d been starving for—sent heat curling low in her stomach.
Zane released her wrists, his now-free hand tracing the path his knife had followed. The contrast of rough fingertips against her burning skin made her dizzy. He lifted the blade again, dragging it up, up, until it reached the strap of her bra. With one flick, the fabric snapped, falling away completely.
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