Chapter 57

Danary

Loosening his tie with a single hand, he easily shrugged his suit jacket off and tossed it aside before climbing into bed toward me like a predator to his prey. 

In no time, I found myself trapped between his thick arms as he hovered over me with a dark glimmer in his eyes. Leaning down, he gently traced his nose along the sensitive arch of my neck, eliciting a small whimper from me. His deep voice huskily echoed out in warning, "My love, it is not nice to tease your fiancé like that." 

My thighs clenched at the sound of his voice. 

If it were any other person, I probably would've already spiraled into a panic attack from only our proximity, but this was Achilles. He wasn't any other person.

His voice alone was enough to send all my nerves into a fray, but he on