The morning sun slanted through the curtains, dust motes dancing lazily in the light. Seraphina lay sprawled across the sheets, tangled in blankets, skin still flushed from the previous night.
Every nerve in her body was still alive, still remembering Azrael's hands, lips, and the intensity of his obsession.
She shifted slightly, trying to collect herself, but her chest tightened.
She could still feel the weight of him behind her, the lingering heat, the echo of his words: "You belong to me."
Azrael, sprawled lazily beside her, eyes half-lidded, smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth, watched her like a predator savoring his prize. "You're staring again," he murmured, voice low, teasing but dangerous. "Don't think you can hide what you're feeling."
Seraphina's cheeks flushed.
She tried to look away, but his gaze pinned her. The possessiveness radiating from him was intoxicating, almost suffocating, and yet… she couldn't resist.
"You slept well?" he asked, voice deceptively soft, though every word carried the weight of control.
"I… I think so," she murmured, swallowing hard, trying to maintain composure while heat still coursed through her veins.
Azrael's hand traced down her arm lazily, possessive, marking, reminding her he had been — still was — every part of her. "Good," he said. "Because last night… you'll remember it. Every detail. Every mark. Every gasp. Every tremor."
Seraphina shivered, both from the memory and the low, dangerous thrill of his words. Even after the heat and the chaos of the night, the tension between them remained electric, dark, and intoxicating.
They didn't need to speak further. The silence between them held more meaning than words ever could — a silent agreement of obsession, of possession, of a bond forged in fire.
Outside, the world continued, oblivious. But in that room, time seemed to bend around them, the fire of last night lingering like smoke, twisting, curling, refusing to die.
And Seraphina knew — no matter what happened next, no matter who tried to interfere, Azrael would never let her go.