the SHADOW of HEART

"You think you're brave?" he said, walking toward her slowly, eyes locked on her like a predator. "Or just stupid enough to keep testing me?"
Her lips curled. "I think you're scared that I don't fear you."
In a flash, he was in front of her, his hand in her hair, yanking her head back just enough to expose her throat.
"I could ruin you," he whispered against her skin, voice low, dark, dangerous. "Right here. Right now. No one would stop me."
Her breath hitched-but she didn't pull away. "Then do it. I'm tired of your threats."
He smirked-sharp, cruel, hungry.
His lips crashed onto hers-rough, punishing, as if he needed to remind her who had the power. She fought back, biting his lip hard enough to draw blood, and he growled-grabbing her hips and slamming her against the wall.
"Is this what you want?" he rasped, lips brushing her ear, hands dragging down her sides. "To be claimed by the man you hate?"
She gasped, legs weak but pride still blazing in her eyes. "You don't own me."
His hands gripped her thighs, lifting her like she weighed nothing, his body pinning hers to the wall. His mouth trailed down her neck, biting, tasting, marking.
"I already do," he whispered. "You just haven't admitted it yet."
She moaned-quiet, unintentional-and that sound broke whatever control he had left.
His touch turned possessive. His lips devoured. Her nails scratched down his back, her hatred melting into heat, her defiance turning into something far more dangerous.
Because this wasn't love.
This was war.
And they were both losing.
Their mouths meet like a storm breaking-rough, raw, and breathless.
It's not love. Not yet. But it's everything love could become... if it survives the shadows.

Ghosts . Secrets . Forbidden touches
A cursed bloodline. A sister possessed. A kingdom of shadows falling apart.
Dark Romance. Royalty. Psychological Mystery 🕯️. Paranormal Seduction.
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