Healing The Devil I Once Loved
The helicopter shook slightly from turbulence, but it felt like the tension between the three of us was causing it.
Suddenly, Renzo reached out and placed his hand on my knee, gripping it firmly.
The touch sent unwanted heat through my body even now, in the middle of all this… chaos. His fingers pressed harder, possessive, reminding me exactly who he was.
“Remove your hand from her,” Wang said sharply from the back.
Renzo didn’t move his hand. Instead, he squeezed my knee once more before slowly pulling away. “She knows whose touch she craves, even if she pretends otherwise. That is why she always ends up under me.”