Chapter 10
Amara’s POV
My chest rose and fell in ragged, shallow gasps as the silence in the master suite rushed back, heavy and suffocating.
The shattered pieces of my phone lay scattered across the marble floor like black glass confetti. Michael’s angry, demanding voice was gone, replaced only by the deep, steady rhythm of Raymond’s breathing against my neck. He was still buried inside me, his vast, muscular body pinning me to the silk mattress, a dark titan who had just casually declared war on my past without shedding a single drop of sweat.
My mind was a chaotic storm. Panic and electric afterglow violently clashed in my blood. He answered the phone. He growled at Michael. He destroyed my only link to the life I was fleeing.
"What... what did you just do?" I whispered, my voice t
