Chapter 48 Take Me

• Anastasia
• I was tired of playing by the rules. For so long, I had been content with stolen moments, whispered confessions, and the heat of his hands lingering just long enough to make me crave more. But no matter how many times we touched, no matter how desperately we clung to each other in the dark corners of the palace, there was always a line we didn’t cross, a boundary he refused to break.
• Tonight, I wanted more. I wanted to feel his body completely, to lose myself in him, to finally erase the space he always left between us. I was tired of restraint, tired of pretending that all I wanted was his lips on mine when I knew—I knew—that I needed more.