200 Only Yours

Abby's breath caught in her throat as she turned and collided with someone, the force of the impact causing her to stumble backward.

Her heart lurched in her chest as she looked up, her eyes meeting the piercing gaze of Remo, who had just walked through the door, his expression a mix of surprise and concern.

"Abby?" Remo's voice was a low, gravelly murmur, barely audible above the pounding music. His presence felt like a sudden jolt of electricity, sending a surge of adrenaline coursing through her veins.

Abby's breath caught in her throat as she struggled to find her voice, the weight of his gaze pinning her in place like a moth caught in a spider's web.

With his arms folded against his chest and his brows furrowed in a stern expression, Remo stared at Abby, his presence commanding and imposing.

"You're back," Abby groaned, her frustration evident in her tone.