A U T H O R
The room is thick with silence, the only sound the soft clink of ice against glass. A noise so insignificant-yet in his hands, it becomes something menacing. Something meant to break her.
Ava stands before Ethan,her wrists bound behind her back. Not tight enough to hurt, but enough to remind her she's powerless. Enough to remind her he's in control.
His gaze sweeps over her, slow and assessing, as if she's a challenge he enjoys too much.
"Why did you bring me here?" Her voice is sharp, cutting through the thick tension.
He smirks. Lazy. Infuriating.
"You know why, Veleno."
The way he calls her that-like a sin, like something he enjoys on his tongue-sends something shivering down her spine.
But she doesn't flinch. She won't.
"Because I stepped into a restricted area?"
His silence is answer enough.
Ava's jaw clenches. This is insane. Unreasonable.
"You can't do this," she snaps, her voice edged with frustration. "I just walked into a damn corridor. That doesn't give you the right to bring me here-drag me here-"
His smirk deepens. Like he was waiting for her to say it.
"Doesn't it?" he murmurs, taking slow steps toward her. "You trespassed, Veleno. That alone is enough."
"Enough for what? For this?" Her breath comes out sharp, eyes narrowing at the ice glistening in his hand.
"You're overreacting."
His chuckle is dark, sinful.
"Am I?"
"Untie me and I'll show you whom you have messed with Assho-"
Before she can complete, the ice cube touches her skin.
Ava's breath catches, her muscles locking at the first sharp bite of cold.
He notices.
Of course he does.
"So tense, Veleno," he murmurs, watching the way her shoulders stiffen. "Relax."
Her teeth grind together. Relax?
"You're insane."
He hums, rolling the ice between his fingers before pressing it lower.
"Yet here you are."
Her breath hitches as the ice glides over her collarbone, then lower, trailing down her skin in a slow, merciless descent.
She shudders.
And he catches it.
"Ah."
His smirk deepens. "There it is."
Her glare sharpens.
"This isn't fair."
"It doesn't have to be."
The ice moves lower, between her breasts over the silk night-robe barely coverning her body.
Slow and deliberate.
Ava's body tenses, nipples hardening, aching, trapped between too much and not enough.
He's not rushing.
He's savoring.
Enjoying the way her nipples perk in helpless response, the way her breaths come unsteady.
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Paradox of Deceit
Romance"You're a monster."She hisses through clenched teeth He chuckles darkly, pressing his lips to her ear,his voice now a sinister whisper. "And yet, here you are, trembling for this monster." He drags the ice cube down, between her thighs-over the thin...
