AXEL’S POV:
"Why can't I see you?" she asked, her voice shaking out of curiosity and frustration.
She should’ve known better than to question me, to test the boundaries of my control. Yet, instead of reprimanding her for the insolence, I let it pass. I didn’t know why. Maybe it was the fleeting novelty of something else occupying my mind, though it wouldn't last long.
My hands tightened on her hips, keeping her exactly where I wanted. "Because you don't need to," I said flatly.
I drove into her with precision, every thrust deliberate and unrelenting. Her moans filled the space between us, loud and raw, but they barely registered in my mind. My focus was elsewhere, locked in the cold grip of my memories.
It wasn’t about her. It never was.
No woman I touched had ever been more
