Tang Fei's heart thundered, the night air dissolving into heat and tension. Every brush of his mouth, every commanding touch, unraveled her resistance until the only thing left was the fierce, undeniable truth of his obsession.
At last, he pulled back just enough to look at her, his face shadowed, his eyes a storm of restraint and desire. His voice was hoarse, low, a rough whisper against her lips.
"You drive me mad."
And before she could answer, his mouth crushed hers again, deeper, hotter, until the world itself vanished, leaving nothing but him.
Huo Ting Cheng's hands lingered on her waist as they stepped into the car, the door clicking softly behind them, sealing them in a private, electric space.
Tang Fei's breath caught as he pressed her gently, but insistently, against the passenger seat, his tall frame casting a shadow over her, heat radiating off him in waves that made her shiver.
