Chapter 91: Caught Red-Handed
His gaze snapped back to hers, "Perhaps, but not for too long."
Mirian’s heart skipped a beat at the ominous undertone in his voice. "What do you mean?" she asked, her words barely above a whisper.
However, he didn’t continue. Instead, his arm circled her waist as he yanked her forward. Mirian’s breath caught in her throat as she was pulled flush against his chest. His eyes blazed with a fierce intensity, and for a moment, they just stared at each other, the air thick with tension. Then, without warning, his lips crashed down on hers, claiming her mouth in a searing kiss.
Mirian’s eyes widened as his lips devoured hers, the sudden invasion sending shivers down her spine. She felt like she was melting into him, their bodies fused together by the intensity of the kiss. For a moment, she forgot to breathe, forgot to think, forgot everything except the sensation of his mouth on hers.
Then, he pulled away, his eyes searching hers. Mirian’s lungs burned as she gasped for air, her eyes locking onto his as if seeking an explanation for the kiss that had left her reeling. His chest heaved, his eyes blazing with a hunger that made her skin prickle with goosebumps.
"Defy the odds, defy the goddess with me, Mirian. Will you?"
Mirian’s veins pulsed rapidly, her heart throbbing with excitement and dread, as she felt the weight of her duties bearing down on her, the familiar comfort of her faith in the goddess wavering in the face of this forbidden attraction.
His eyes burned with an inner fire, beckoning her to take a leap into hell with him, to risk everything for a chance at something more.
"Will you?" he repeated, his voice low and husky, sending shivers down her spine.