Zane:
Whatever this woman is doing to me, my body loves it. I’ve never felt this way before, and this has to be the happiest I’ve ever been. I’ve been an asshole, and I don’t deserve her love. If she decides to kill me today, then so be it.
“Don’t say it, please.” I pull away from the kiss, pleading.
I don’t want to hear how she doesn’t want to be with me; I know that already, and it would only worsen the situation. She stares at me with her beautiful eyes glistening in the darkness. I run my thumb over her lips while she remains silent, not saying a word.
I snap my fingers at the chauffeur, who winds up the glass partition. Then I lean in close again, taking her lips once more in a soft, delicate kiss, nibbling gently on her lower lip to gain entrance. When she grants it, our tongues
