Chapter 67. Only if I Let You

"Love?" Confusion danced on her face.

"Yeah, love," he said casually, scratching his stubble, as though the word meant nothing, yet his eyes glinted with something deeper.

Something dangerous.

"D-do you th-think I'm i-in love?" she stammered, her voice breaking as she asked, her face paling visibly.

The possibility terrified her. Not because she cared about her emotions but because she feared what he would think. If Shehryaar believed there was someone else in her heart, he would destroy her first and demand answers later.

Only a few days ago, he had claimed her as "his woman."

The very idea of defying him brought a chill down her spine.

"Maybe," he answered with an infuriating calmness.

Her heart raced. Panic seeped into her voice as she hurried to deny it. "Please don't think anything like that," she pleaded, nearly breathless. "Please... I don't love anybody."

"But the way your face just sparkled when that message pop