CHAPTER 4: CLOSER THAN EVER
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The first light of dawn was just starting to bleed through the library's tall windows when Zara finally slipped back into her dorm room, cheeks flushed, mind buzzing with everything that had just happened.
Jace's touch lingered on her skin—electric, demanding, a silent promise that the night was only the beginning.
She fell onto her bed, heart pounding, every nerve alive. The question wasn't whether she wanted more. It was how far she was willing to go.
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Later that day, the usual buzz of Saint Matthew's Academy felt different. Zara's every step was shadowed by the memory of Jace's whispered words and the heat of his hands.
She wasn't the only one noticing. Eyes followed her down the hall, whispers started anew. But she didn't care.
Jace caught her gaze across the cafeteria, smirk playing on his lips. No words were needed—everything was already said.
He was hers to challenge. And she was his to conquer.
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That night, when the world was silent again, Zara found herself waiting at the edge of the basketball courts, the spot Jace had texted her.
He appeared out of the shadows, his presence filling the cool night air.
Without hesitation, he pulled her close.
The world narrowed to just them — the press of his body, the rough brush of his lips, the heat that burned away every doubt.
This time, there were no promises. No warnings.
Just raw, urgent need.
They gave in to it — to the pull, to the fire, to the dark thrill of crossing lines and breaking rules.
Every touch was a story. Every kiss a confession.
And as the night deepened, Zara realized she wasn't just falling. She was diving headfirst into a world she never wanted to leave.
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