This chapter is dedicated to Terri_Smiley Thanks for the 1000 coin luxury car...
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"I've missed you so much, Seraphina," a voice whispered.
The man's breath brushed against her skin as he buried his face in the crook of her neck, inhaling slowly, deeply, like he was trying to breathe her in, like he had been starved of her existence.
Raya's smile vanished.
Completely.
Not gradually. Not hesitantly.
It disappeared as if it had never existed at all.
Her body went rigid, every muscle tightening at once. The warmth of the restroom, the faint scent of perfume and disinfectant, the distant thump of music bleeding through the walls, everything faded into the background.
All she could feel was him.
The grip around her waist. The audacity of the intimacy. The familiar, nauseating entitlement in his touch.
Rowland.
Her hands curled into fists at her sides.
For a split second, her mind flashed back, not to this moment, but to what had dragged her here in the first place.
