Chapter 51
Drogen stalked closer, his piercing eyes locked on Natasha. She instinctively backed away, her cheeks flushed and her breath uneven. What was I thinking, asking him something like that? Her heart pounded as she tried to avoid his gaze, but the intensity of his presence made it impossible to think clearly.
Before she could retreat further, his hands slid around her waist, pulling her gently yet firmly against him. She froze, her body reacting to his touch in ways she couldn't control. Her heart raced, her pulse quickened, and her knees felt weak. A playful grin spread across his lips, softening the sharpness of his features but not his effect on her.
"Look at me," he murmured, his voice low and commanding, sending a shiver down her spine. The deep timbre in his tone made her head spin, his words dripping with an authority she couldn't resist.
