Nazneen looked up at him, her own eyes gleaming with playful defiance. Propping herself up on her elbows, she met his gaze head-on, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. "No," she stated firmly, her voice laced with a mixture of challenge and desire. "I want to be on my knees."
Ares's reaction was immediate, a storm brewing in his intense gaze. His jaw clenched, a muscle ticking with the tension that filled the room. The grip on the belt tightened in his hand, the leather creaking softly as he fought to maintain control.
Suppressing a laugh, Nazneen bit her lip, her eyes gleaming with a seductive glimmer. She knew just how to push his buttons, how to stoke the flames of desire that burned within him.
