Chapter 410

The emotional shock had been too much-Mila was utterly spent.

She drifted in and out of sleep, barely awake before exhaustion pulled her under again. The next time she came to, she found herself tangled in Lysander's arms. Her bare back pressed against his chest, scorching hot, and her legs were trapped between his. She could even feel his arousal, hard and insistent.

Anger flared, hot and sharp.

This bastard!

Remembering all the suffering she'd endured because of him, resentment welled up in her chest. Without thinking, she sank her teeth into his hand, which rested heavily near her collarbone.

He hissed quietly-clearly awake.

She bit harder, tasting blood, but Lysander didn't loosen his hold. If anything, he only pulled her closer, his body growing even hotter. His lips brushed her ear, voice low and rough.

"Darling, don't move."

"If

you keep this up, you'll have to take responsibility."

Pervert!

Mila didn't anger easily, but every time she saw him, she was filled with a fury she couldn't suppress. And he was impossible—always unreasonable, always pushing. Afraid he'd actually lose control, she reluctantly unclenched her jaw.

"Are you going to let go or not?"

Lysander's laugh was dark and husky. "Honestly, you could bite me a little longer if you want. I like it when you... bite me."

the last two words directly into her ear, his tone thick and suggestive. Then he traced the edge of her ear with his tongue, warm and damp, sending an involuntary shiver through her

She'd had enough.

wriggle free, but Lysander pinned her firmly to the bed,

said, frowning, "You're still

gritted her teeth. "Get off me, and I'll be

"But I'm already up."

was burning between them, and with Mila so close, Lysander wasn't about to let this go. His voice dropped, rough with need. "If I can't have you, at least

him a murderous glare. "If you're desperate,

pressing his forehead to hers. "Then kiss me. Or we could do more. Darling, I've been holding back for

Mila clenched her jaw.

down, then said each word with deliberate clarity, "Lysander, move. I need to

faded, replaced by something harder and colder. The tension in the room thickened, leaving

long moment, no

said,

to see

kidnapped, her aunt was still in the ICU. Locked away in that old manor for days,

was desperate

not wanting to share the same cabin

...

The call connected almost instantly. Sophie's sigh of relief was

thank

quickly. "How's my aunt? Is she

stable. She's out of intensive care, but still unconscious. The doctors say she needs a bit more observation, but as long as there are no complications, she

pressed, anxiety gnawing at her. "Is there

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