He remained relaxed, watching her reaction carefully, his expression unreadable as he leaned back against the leather seat. “You said you’d do anything, Esme. If you’re so eager to close this chapter, then make it clear. Show me,” he continued, his tone challenging, taunting even. “Diego won’t be back for a while. I made sure of that.”
Santiago’s gaze remained fixed on Esmeralda, his eyes intense, as if searching for the answer hidden in the hesitation on her face. She opened her mouth, as though to say something, but before any words could form, he leaned forward, capturing her lips in a kiss that was both forceful and unyielding, sending a rush through her that she hadn’t anticipated.
His hands moved over her, pulling her closer, his touch rough yet laced with a need that mirrored the
