Eva's chest heaved, her breath coming in shallow gasps as she tried to process his words.
She felt her heart racing, her body reacting to the intense closeness between them.
It was as if the air around them had thickened, making it difficult to breathe.
Desperate to anchor herself, she buried her face even further into his chest, her fingers clutching his shirt tightly as if he might disappear at any moment.
"S-stop playing around," she managed to whisper, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and longing.
The intensity of her emotions was almost overwhelming, her body shivering slightly as she held onto him.
Xylon's arms tightened around her in response, his grip both comforting and possessive.
He could feel her trembling against him, and he whispered softly into her ear, "Eva, I'm not playing. I mean every word."
Eva's breath hitched, her body reacting to the sincerity in his voice.
