Blanche's POV
Zain's kiss consumed me, commanding yet somehow gentle all at once.
He knew precisely what he was doing—with just a few kisses, I simply dissolved in his arms.
I wanted to push him away, but I couldn't find the strength.
I just let him steal every breath from me, bit by bit.
Zain held me close, and I felt myself melting against him.
His fingers moved to my shirt, undoing the first button—and then, suddenly, he stopped.
Looking down at me, Zain saw my cheeks burning from his kisses. I could feel his heart racing against mine; desire radiated from him like heat.
I knew he wanted me right there and then.
But something made him freeze—he forced himself to pull back, and I heard him whisper roughly, "Not yet. I can't have you yet."
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Zain's POV
It wasn't the first time he'd had to control his desire around Blanche.
Right now, he felt like he might combust.
But for her reputation, he held himself back and decided to step away.
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Blanche's POV
