"You're not leaving," Luca's voice cut through the thick silence, an edge of command slipping into his words. His gaze was sharp, piercing through Selene as she stood by the door, her fingers tightening around the handle.
"I wasn't asking," Selene replied, her tone icy but steady. She turned her head slightly, just enough to catch the way his jaw clenched, his dominance pushing against her resistance.
The night's intensity still lingered between them, the air charged with the aftershocks of their last encounter. Selene's body still thrummed with the remnants of desire, but her mind was set. She couldn't let Luca keep her tethered like this, under his control, under his spell.
But Luca was always one step ahead, always ready to pull her back just when she thought she had found the strength to walk away.
