Suddenly, Rena pushed him away, her lips caught between her teeth, a determined expression taking over.

She seemed poised to flee.

Without hesitation, Waylen turned, his grip on her wrist firm as he pulled her back.

her on a wide desk.

Then, with a gentle yet purposeful motion, he placed

And there he stood, a formidable presence right in the center of her world.

The intensity of the moment Left her feeling exposed, a mix of shame and longing swirling within her.

Waylen’s conscience bore no weight of shame.

His fingers grazed the delicate contours of her legs, his voice carrying a husky timbre.

“Didn’t I advise you against wearing such short pants Last night?”

Rena’s heart trembled with fear.

to call out for help surged within her, yet the

threatened to overflow

“Please, don’t cry.

tender grip, Waylen Lifted her chin, coaxing her to meet his

studied her youthful

quivered, her nose

Regret gnawed at her.

silently berated herself

had anticipated

The room was charged

you curious about the sensation of

Join &

contours of her lips… Rena, untouched by

rendered her unable to

ardor surpassed

ki*s, slow and

grew stronger, evident in his embrace that

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