Valeriane.
“Your safe word.” Malachi asked.
“Butterfly.” I breathed out, his gaze fell on mine and a smirk tugged on his face, unstable air settled between us.
My knees weakened as I stared at him when he took a step toward a drawer, my eyes ever leaving his. The moment I signed those papers, that was all he needed to know to pull me back to his room.
His gaze intensifies pressure through my body, for a moment he noticed my behavior.
I was barely covered, except for the duvet resting on my body, heat spread through me.
His eyes trailed back to me.
“You don’t have to understand everything tonight Valeriane.” Malachi said quietly. “Just trust me enough to know I will not do anything you won’t approve, everything in this room happens with my will, I command, you listen.”
My breath s
