Nights Of Sinful Passion

🌶️Moments of Surrender🔥🔞

(Hello guys, 👋 I'm writing a recap of some key moments for those who haven't read the previous chapter.)

When Rain arrived at Phayu's apartment, he found him in his bedroom, a casual air about him.

But the moment Phayu saw Rain step through the door, his eyes widened, a mix of emotions flashing across his face.

Rain's soft, revealing outfit made him look even more delicate, more adorable, like a precious little thing that Phayu couldn't help but feel drawn to. His heart raced as he took in every inch of Rain, his slender arms, the curve of his belly peeking out just enough to drive Phayu mad. A flood of feelings washed over him, cuteness aggression, intense attraction, and something else, a flicker of anger.

Phayu's gaze darkened, his jaw tightening as he struggled to control himself. The sight of Rain, so innocent and yet so tantalizingly close, stirred something primal within him. He couldn't decide if he wanted to protect him, claim him, or get angry at the way Rain looked so effortlessly perfect, exposed in all the right places.

"Rain,"

Phayu's voice came out low, almost dangerous. He took a step forward, his expression unreadable, and the air between them thickened with a tension that only grew stronger with each passing second.

Phayu's breath hitched as he watched Rain stand before him, his eyes scanning every inch of his delicate frame. The outfit was revealing, more so than Rain had ever worn before, and it drove a wave of possessiveness and jealousy over Phayu. His heart raced as he thought about who might have seen him like this. His hands clenched, and before he knew it, he was moving toward Rain, pushing him back against the wall.

Rain's back hit the wall with a soft thud, and before he could react, Phayu's hand was against the wall beside him, trapping him in place. Phayu's dark eyes locked onto his, the intensity of his gaze almost smoldering. His voice was low, thick with tension, as he spoke.

"What the hell are you wearing Rain?"

His Fingers tightened on the wall beside Rain, as if he was trying to control the overwhelming flood of emotions building up inside him, He demanded, his words sharp but filled with a dangerous heat.

"How dare you come here dressed like this? Do you really think I'd just let you wear something like this and walk around, looking like pure temptation?"

Rain's breath caught in his throat as he looked up at Phayu, taken aback by the storm of emotions swirling in his eyes. His heart skipped a beat, and though he felt a pang of anxiety, there was also a spark of excitement. Phayu's reaction was so raw, so possessive, it was overwhelming, but also a bit intoxicating.

"I, I...didn't mean to upset you, P'Phayu"

Rain stammered softly, trying to explain.

"I thought... I thought you'd like it. I wanted to look good for you."

Phayu's expression softened for a moment, but the jealousy still burned behind his eyes. He took a deep breath, trying to control the storm of emotions inside him. His hands slid gently down Rain's arms, gripping them softly.

"You are already beautiful, Rain,"

Phayu murmured, his voice quieter now but still intense.

"But this... drives me crazy."

Phayu's face softened with a mix of admiration and frustration as he leaned in closer, his voice almost a whisper.

"Just... next time, remember that you're mine. And I don't want anyone else seeing you like this... I can't stand the thought of anyone else looking at you the way I do."