Aziel's POV
The moment she walked into the room, I knew tonight would be different. There was something about the way Kate looked at me— defiance, yes, but also hunger…
She thought she could hide it behind that stubborn chin and narrowed eyes, but I could see it in the way her lips parted, the flush creeping up her neck. She wanted this just as much as I did, even if she didn’t want to admit it. And I was going to make her beg for it.
I sat in the leather chair, legs spread, watching her as she nervously fidgeted, her eyes darting toward the bed in the center of the room. Good. Let her squirm. I wanted her to feel the tension, to know exactly who was in control here.
“Come here, Kate,” I commanded, my voice low, steady, and dangerous.
Her eyes flickered to mine, wide with hesitation,
