The last thread of Nicholas's restraint snapped.
"Serena!"
The red tint in his eyes deepened as if he had been pushed past his breaking point.
He leaned down and fiercely captured her maddening lips.
Serena's eyes widened.
The touch of his lips was soft but searingly hot, as if the heat radiating from him was going to set her on fire too.
Nicholas's grip was powerful, driven by a possessive need to punish and claim, leaving her absolutely no room to retreat.
A thrilling jolt of electricity rushed through her, sparking a foreign, stirring emotion that spread rapidly through her chest.
She hesitated for a second, raising her hands to push him away.
But as her palms pressed against his chest, she felt the faint, suppressed trembling of his body.
He... was terrified.
Terrified of losing her.
Serena's resistance faded.
She could feel the overwhelming desperation in his kiss, the raw emotions he couldn't hold back any longer.
He was kissing her aggressively, yet his touch held a careful, almost devout reverence.
This man... really knew exactly how to make her go soft.
Serena's long lashes fluttered, a look of indulgent resignation melting into her clear eyes.
She grabbed his collar and pulled him in, deepening the kiss.
With her other hand, she buried her fingers into his hair, gently stroking the back of his head to soothe him.
Nicholas's entire body went rigid.
The soft surrender of her lips practically melted his bones.
Her gentle touch was the ultimate permission he needed.
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