Alpha's Love

Chapter 5

Ethan's Point of View

Ethan's heart raced as he looked across the table at Ashley, his fingers twitching with the urge to reach out and touch her. Her presence, so familiar yet distant, ignited a fire within him that he had struggled to suppress for years. The allure of her beauty, the curve of her lips, the way her laughter filled the space—it was a heady intoxication that threatened to consume him.

The Bentley's interior was charged with a tension that mirrored his internal struggle. The sleek leather seat was a mere breath away from her, and every inch of him longed to close that distance, to feel the warmth of her skin against his. But he held back, barely, knowing that he had to tread carefully. The powerful currents of lust that surged between them were undeniable, each touch, each glance fueling a fire that he fought to keep at bay.

Conversation flowed effortlessly, each word a dance of restraint as he recounted stories from his time away. The city lights outside cast a soft glow on her features, accentuating her beauty in a way that made it difficult for him to concentrate. Her laughter was a symphony that played in his mind, a siren's call that threatened to shatter his self-control.

As they arrived at the restaurant, Ethan's heart hammered in his chest. The sight of her stepping out of the car, her scent mingling with the night air, was a sensory overload that set his senses ablaze. The touch of her fingers against his as she exited the car sent a surge of electricity through him, his body responding to her presence in ways that were both primal and intense.

The private table overlooking the city was a setting of opulent restraint, the elegant atmosphere reflecting the struggle within him. The candlelight cast a sensual glow, casting shadows that seemed to mirror the desires that simmered beneath the surface.

Ethan seated himself across from Ashley, their gazes locking in a silent exchange that spoke volumes. His fingers itched to reach out, to trace the lines of her skin, to explore the depths of her soul. But he held back, his self-imposed control a thin barrier against the storm of emotions that threatened to consume him.

With every word spoken, he felt the weight of the bond between them, a connection that tugged at his very being. The intensity of their conversation mirrored the unspoken tension that sizzled between them, the unrelenting pull of desire that was both torment and pleasure.

His every instinct screamed at him to claim her, to surrender to the primal connection that bound them. Yet, he fought against it, knowing that he had to tread carefully, to reveal the truth in the right way. The struggle was a battle within himself, a war between his desires and his sense of responsibility.

As dessert arrived, the air seemed to crackle with an unspoken understanding. Ashley's gaze met his, a question burning in her eyes. It was a question that mirrored his own internal turmoil, a question he knew he had to answer with the truth that had been suppressed for far too long.

And so, with the city lights twinkling outside and the weight of destiny pressing upon him, Ethan took a deep breath, his voice a husky whisper as he began to unravel the truths that had kept them apart for years.