WARNING: This chapter contains violence.
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Maddox’s POV:
She moaned my name last night.
Not out loud. She didn’t know it yet. But the way her breath hitched, and her body crumpled to the raw desire...I knew she was thinking about me.
I planted that madness inside her. It was blooming now and I relished the way it f*****g consumed her—wild, untamed, and hungry.
Yes, Little Muse, there was no escape now. Not from this darkness, not from this temptation that was now eating you like a sin.
By now, I had her schedule memorized. Her routine…the exact time her body gives in to exhaustion and her lashes flutter closed.
And that’s when I slip into her apartment, quiet like a shadow.
She had no idea, but I’d been doing it for months. Watching her sleep. The soft rise and fall of her chest b
