The air in the executive lounge grew so thick with Alpha pheromones that Chloe could barely draw a clean breath. It felt like standing in the path of a gathering storm. Marcus, despite his bravado, stiffened under the weight of Ethan’s lethal glare, his posture shifting from a cocky sneer to a defensive stance. But his eyes, fueled by a mixture of arrogance and provocation, lingered just a fraction of a second too long on the curve of Chloe’s exposed shoulder.
That fraction of a second was all the invitation Ethan needed.
"Julian..." Chloe whispered again, her fingers trembling against his shoe, her entire body shaking as she remained on her knees.
Julian’s grip on the back of her hair remained firm but steady, anchoring her. His stormy eyes looked down into her frightened face, his exp
