The kiss changed everything. It was a brand, a promise, a searing truth etched onto her very being. He hadn’t touched her since, not with his hands, not with his lips. But his eyes did. Every time she entered a room, every time their paths crossed in the echoing hallways, his gaze would find her. It was heavy. Dark. Unforgiving. A silent fire that branded her without laying a single finger, claiming her with an unspoken force.
She wasn’t naïve anymore. That innocent girl had been shattered, left behind in the stormy chaos of the previous night. She could feel it now—the raw, undeniable truth. He wanted her. Badly. With a hunger that promised to consume them both.
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