“I… I think I’m starting to like you, Samson,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper, a confession that felt as fragile as a feather, a vulnerable truth that threatened to shatter all of this. She averted her gaze, realizing too late her mistake. She had given him the power to hurt her in unimaginable ways. She hadn’t meant to say it, not really. The words had just slipped out, a truth that had been brewing inside her for a while, a dangerous secret she could no longer contain.
Samson’s eyes widened with this shock that was also mixed with something else, this dangerous intensity that made her body tremble. His lips curled into a small smile that was both possessive and tender, his gaze fixed on her, his blue eyes full of this burning warmth that melted the ice around her heart.
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