Chapter 49 A Place Of Torture
- Emilia's POV
- Her lips were soft against mine. So fucking soft. The kind of softness I had no right to touch, no right to claim.
- Her fingers tangled in my hair, pulling me closer, and my tongue brushed against hers—hot, desperate, demanding. For a moment, I let myself drown in her warmth. For a moment, I pretended I wasn’t the monster lurking beneath this skin.