The Unshackled Queen: Never Say Never by Gilbert Soysal

It felt like Hannah was being yanked from the depths of the sea.

She struggled to pry open her eyelids, reaching out toward the shadowy figure.

“Hannah! Wake up!”

In his formal suit, Bryson stormed into the bathroom, scooping Hannah out of the tub without a second thought.

Water droplets clung to Hannah’s cheek as Bryson cradled her in his arms.

She weakly rested her head against his arm, unresponsive to his calls.

Droplets continued to trickle from her damp hair, her wrist limp at her side.

Despite Bryson’s urgent pleas, she remained still.

“Hannah! Wake up!”

Realizing his efforts were in vain, Bryson checked for her breath, relieved to find she still breathed on her own.

He swiftly lifted her from the tub.

on the bed, he prepared to perform CPR when she suddenly

“Help… me…”

grasped her arm, drawing her

can you

if she was reaching

as if pulling

“Ahem! Ahem! Ahem!”

racked her body as her

stroking her back, giving her room to

her vision cleared and she realized the warmth around her, a

she gained her bearings, she found

she tensed,

was thwarted by the firm grip on her

looked up

met her gaze, water droplets still glistening on his handsome

could kill, you

Hannah’s cheeks flushed

“Clothes.