Chapter 6
Grayson’s kiss was possessive. Almost hungry.
When he finally pulled away, he didn’t smile. He didn’t laugh. His eyes were dark with something far more dangerous. Was it ownership?
"I don’t like disobedience," he said quietly, his voice low and cold as ever.
Aurora was breathless, her chest heaving. Thoughts tangled in her mind, incoherent and wild. He had kissed her. The sensation still lingered on her lips, burning, impossible to ignore. Her world had tilted, and she wasn’t sure if she wanted it to right itself again.
He released her, straightening to his full height, his gaze lingering-- piercing, unable to decipher.
And just like that, he turned and walked toward the door, as if nothing had happened. The soft click of the door shutting behind him left Aurora frozen in t
