The moment their lips met, Elena’s gaze was drawn into his, and for an instant, his piercing eyes seemed to pierce right through her soul.
Startled, she tried to pull back, but his grip tightened around her wrist.
Their lips met again. This time, the sensation was warm and slightly damp, sending an electric jolt through her. It was just an ordinary kiss, but in the softly fading light of the hospital room, it carried the sweet, indulgent scent of chocolate and strawberry butter.
Elena’s heart pounded, her chest tightening with every beat.
The man’s gaze was unrelenting, his deep blue eyes like whirlpools, threatening to pull her under.
“I got you,” he whispered softly.
She pushed him away in a panic, and in the flurry of movement, Bastian let out a low hiss.
“What happened?” Elena’s
