In that charged moment, as the weight of Dahlia's words hung in the air, William felt something inside him snap. It was as if her defiance had shattered the fragile remnants of his self-control, unleashing a primal hunger that surged through him like a raging inferno.
Without a moment's hesitation, he bridged the gap between them, his lips crashing down on hers with a fierce and unrelenting passion. The kiss was like a stormy sea, sweeping them both up in its turbulent embrace.
His lips were insistent, demanding, and possessive, as if claiming her very soul. The touch was electric, sending shivers down her spine and igniting a fire that threatened to consume them both. The world around them melted away, leaving only the two of them, lost in the intensity of the moment.
