This is in his pov
Liang Jian felt the last thread of his composure, the iron-clad restraint he had spent years forging like a blade, snap with a violent, jarring thrum.
One moment, her words were piercing his armor, telling him he was worthy, telling him she felt safe with him and not Yifeng. The next, his body moved before his mind could grant permission.
He didn't just kiss her, he crashed into her.
His lips pressed against hers with a starved intensity. What are you doing? his mind screamed, a frantic, distant voice lost in the roaring of his own pulse. Stop. This is madness.
But then, she melted.
Su Yan…. didn't pull away.
After a heartbeat of frozen shock, she let out a soft sound against his mouth and leaned into him. The feeling of her surrender sent a jolt of raw electricity through his spine. He grew wilder. His lips parted, his breath coming in hot hitches as the kiss deepened into something searing and unrefined.
