48: Demons Exists
Jeremy swiftly turned on his heels, the air crackling with an electric tension between them. He pushed Selina down onto the bed, ensuring she lay back against the silken sheets, his body hovering just above her. "You really want this, Selina? I won't stop once I start," he warned, his voice low and tinged with desire, as he gazed down at her soft, inviting lips.
Selina gasped as she hit the bed, the sudden movement stirring something deep within her. Now, confronted with his question—his warning—she found herself utterly speechless, her tongue seemingly caught in a web of uncertainty.