Only You
“You look beautiful tonight,” he said, voice like warm smoke—soft, but thick with something deeper. “Just like I always pictured you.. right here, in my space. Where you belong.” I shifted, a flicker of defiance flashing in my eyes. “Stay awa—” “Shh, baby.” He cut me off with a smile that didn't reach his eyes. “I'm not done yet.” “I'll give you the world. Wrap it in silk, tie it with a bow, and lay it at your feet. All you have to do is stay.” His fingers slid slowly up my thighs. “But you won't leave. You can't. This isn't a choice anymore. You belong to me, heart, body, and soul. Every inch of you is mine.” He leaned in, brushing his lips against mine—barely touching, yet burning. “You're mine, Aria. Say it. Accept it. Breathe it. Whisper it, or just think it—I don't care. I'll hear it anyway.”
