I Walked Away And He Lost His Mind (Zephyra and Steven) novel Chapter 582

Before I could finish, his powerful arms lifted me. He held my waist, kissing me relentlessly, conquering my defenses and stealing my breath.

“I’m not going to touch you. I just want to kiss you,” he panted, his overwhelming presence a potent mix of hormones and raw power that made me feel like he wanted to devour me whole.

I refused, but his breathing was already ragged, and one kiss was clearly not enough.

He easily restrained my hands, and with my body already aching, fighting back would only hurt me more. His kisses sent shivers down my spine, my tongue growing numb. I was genuinely starting to fear him. Why was he so crazed?

In our past life, he was indulgent but always maintained some self-control. Now, there was no restraint to speak of. Hadn’t he had enough after tormenting me in bed for three days?

Was I not even going to make it to tomorrow for Noah’s rescue? Was I going to die in this bed tonight?

But the more Steven kissed me, the more he seemed to need. It was never enough. Just like his feelings—the more he suppressed and restrained them, the more intensely he craved to possess, and the more frenzied the eventual explosion became. He was like a runaway horse that no one, not even himself, could rein in.

Still, he retained a sliver of rationality. He didn't touch me further, truly just holding me down and kissing me for a long, long time—so long that the sky outside began to lighten.

I never knew a person could kiss for hours. My mind was a chaotic haze, my consciousness blurred, and my lips were swollen from the assault.

What was wrong with Steven tonight? Did he know I was leaving tomorrow, and this was his reluctant farewell?

That didn't seem right. If I were really to leave tomorrow, he should be furious, right?

Over and over, he whispered my name into my ear, his voice filled with reluctance and tenderness. “We can’t be apart again, Zephyra...”

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I had been up so late with Steven that when I finally got the chance to sleep, it felt like only a moment had passed before I was awakened by a loud commotion.

Nora was shaking me awake, her expression grave. “Mrs. Lancaster... the police are here.”

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