Adrian kept staring at Daniel's face, his mind lost on those small, delicate lips.
The shape, the fullness—everything about Daniel's mouth was undeniable, and to Adrian's surprise, he wanted to taste it. He wanted to feel the ecstasy of kissing him, but Daniel clearly wasn't in the mood.
He was shivering, wondering why he was on the cold marble floor again, and it didn't help that Adrian was pressing him down this time.
"Adrian, you're crushing me," Daniel protested, his voice tight.
Adrian's expression instantly shifted into a frown.
"Your scent… why is it coming out now?" Adrian asked, leaning dangerously close. He pressed his nose against Daniel's neck, inhaling deeply, drawing in that soft fragrance drifting through the air.
Daniel panicked the moment he heard that. Fear surged through him—his lifelong secret had been discovered. If Draven had ignored his identity as an Omega, Adrian was a different kind of man—one waiting for the right opportunity to pounce.
