Violet was exhausted, physically, emotionally, and mentally. This constant back-and-forth fight was draining her spirit. If he didn’t want to believe her, then no matter what she said or did, it wouldn’t matter.
Her throat tightened. There wasn’t much left to say.
But since he asked her to prove herself… she could only guess what exactly he wanted her to do.
Without a word, she began to take off her clothes, one layer at a time, taking small, hesitant steps toward him.
Fuck.
Ethan’s brain nearly short-circuited. Rage still boiled inside him, he didn’t understand her, didn’t know why she wanted to stay with him so badly, didn’t trust her because she's hiding something. All he wanted was a damn explanation. But now?
His anger was clashing with a deeper, darker craving.
The moment he s
