Chapter 161: Accept The Deal
The kiss came out like a storm that swept her away and left her breathless.
The next, his hands were in her hair, her fists clutching his shirt like a lifeline, and their mouths met with a desperation that felt like breaking through the surface after drowning.
It wasn’t soft. It wasn’t gentle.
It was a collision—of grief, of fury, of a thousand unsaid things. His lips were warm, demanding, like fire after frost, and when she kissed him back, the world tipped sideways. Her knees buckled slightly, but he caught her, held her like he’d never let go again.
She felt the pressure of his mouth, the slide of his hand down her spine, the way he breathed her name like a vow between every touch. Her mind spun, thoughts scattering like leaves in the wind. She was dizzy, not from lack of air, but from the sheer force of it.
And still, it deepened. Slower now, slower but more intense like thunder rolling in the distance after the lightning has struck.
When they finally pulled apart, barely an inch between them, both of them were shaking. Her lips were swollen, her pulse thundered in her throat, and his forehead was resting against hers, eyes closed, like he couldn’t believe what had just happened either.
"Why did you do it?" she whispered. Her forehead leaning on his. Breathes came slowly and she felt lightheaded. One moment, they were arguing when she cut her finger. He licked it and before she knew his lips were on hers. But what shocked her most was, instead of pushing him away, she pulled him closer.
"I always wanted to!" his voice was filled with longing, shocking her.
"You..." he pulled away and stood straight, they were alone in the room.
"You should go and speak to Shaya. She is not a normal envoy." she cursed. She had forgotten about the envoys, about the deal completely. What else had she forgotten?