The storm had passed.
But the fire was just beginning.
Luna woke up in her dorm, tangled in sheets and memories. Asher wasn't there physically, but he was everywhere, in the way her lips still tingled from his kiss, in the ache in her chest that wouldn't settle.
She looked in the mirror. Her eyes were brighter. Her skin flushed. Her soul… burning.
Because last night, everything changed.
And she couldn't pretend anymore.
**
"Asher is back in the game," Saige muttered with a smirk over breakfast. "And judging by the bite mark you're trying to hide, he's playing dirty."
Luna flushed. "Shut up."
"I'm just saying…" Saige leaned closer, lowering her voice. "If you're gonna be in a dark, dangerous, forbidden love affair with the billionaire's son, at least enjoy the perks."
Luna's heart skipped. Dark. Dangerous. Forbidden.
Exactly what it was.
**
Meanwhile, in a private lounge in Manhattan, two titans sat across from each other.
Ethan Wolfe.
Gerald Reid.
