Emily's POV
The night was electric, wild, unfiltered energy pulsing through my veins as the bass of the club faded into the background. The VIP lounge had been nothing but temptation and teasing, but now? Now, I wanted more.
And Julian knew it.
His blue eyes darkened as he stalked toward me, the air between us snapping with tension. The dim club lights painted shadows across his sharp jawline, making him look every bit the dangerous Alpha he was.
"You've been driving me insane all night," he murmured, his voice low and rough.
Before I could breathe, before I could think, his lips crashed into mine.
The kiss was fire and possession, a war waged in tangled tongues and gasping breaths. His hands slid into my hair, tugging just enough to send a sharp thrill down my spine. He tasted like
