Serena Rosette
The door clicked shut behind us, and in that instant, the atmosphere shifted. The weight of the decision I had made earlier that night—though not fully understood yet—settled over me like a thick, suffocating blanket. The gravity of the contract, of what I was choosing to walk back into, became undeniable. Mason’s hand wrapped around my wrist with a firm, determined grip, pulling me closer to him. I knew what he wanted, and yet, I couldn’t let myself get lost in the moment. Not yet.
The air felt thick as Mason led me into his room, and before I even had a chance to breathe, his lips were on mine. It was like being hit with a tidal wave of passion, a force I couldn’t resist. His body was solid against mine, pressing me into him with a hunger that made my pulse race. There w
