The familiar scent enveloped me once again. For a fleeting moment, my mind wandered back to countless nights when he'd wrapped me in this very fragrance, dominating me so completely that resistance was impossible.
Back then, I had been filled with resentment and helplessness, yet he had led me, time and again, to the brink of ecstasy. I feared this sensation, yet my body betrayed me, always yielding to him. He knew exactly how to break my will.
My heart twisted in turmoil, my limbs stiff with uncertainty. Suddenly, he scooped me up and laid me on the bed.
Panic surged through me—the familiarity of his movements dragged me back to those two months of torment.
"Don't..."
I tried to resist, but he knew my body too well.
Two months of intimacy had taught him every rhythm. I
