Only You
“You look beautiful tonight,” he said, voice like warm smoke—soft, but thick with something deeper. “Just like I always pictured you.. right here, in my space. Where you belong.” I shifted, a flicker of defiance flashing in my eyes. “Stay awa—” “Shh, baby.” He cut me off with a smile that didn't reach his eyes. “I'm not done yet.” “I'll give you the world. Wrap it in silk, tie it with a bow, and lay it at your feet. All you have to do is stay.” His fingers slid slowly up my thighs. “But you won't leave. You can't. This isn't a choice anymore. You belong to me, heart, body, and soul. Every inch of you is mine.” He leaned in, brushing his lips against mine-barely touching, yet burning. “You're mine, Aria. Say it. Accept it. Breathe it. Whisper it, or just think it—I don't care. I'll hear it anyway.”
