The moment their lips touched, both of their minds went blank.
Bethany's lips were cold and soft, still carrying the chill from outside, a stark contrast to Sullivan's burning skin. In that instant, all thoughts of power plays and ambitions faded away. All that mattered was the woman in his arms—Bethany, the proud, stubborn, yet sensitive and fragile Bethany.
Maybe he had wanted her from the moment he first laid eyes on her. Now, he was losing control, and he was done fighting it.
The bliss he craved was right there, inches away, and beyond this moment, it didn't matter if there were hellholes. He'd deal with it all later!
Sullivan kissed her with force, wild and untamed like a beast.
Bethany sobbed uncontrollably, her entire body trembling. 'This is my fault! I should've never come b
