Chapter 391

Zavian refused looking at her. However, he remained standing firmly before her, neither moving closer nor pulling away.

Emmeline studied his empty expression for a long moment. A strand of her hair blew across her face in the gentle breeze, but she made no move to brush it away, too focused on reaching the man before her.

“Mr. Blackthorn, you know what you mean to me,” she began, each word carefully chosen. “You are the only person who gives me security in this life. The warmth I feel with you doesn’t come from anyone else, not even my family. That alone should prove how genuine your feelings have been toward me.”

As she spoke, memories flooded her mind. Each recollection reinforced the truth of her words, making her voice stronger.

She raised one hand to his cheek and gently turned his face toward hers, forcing him to meet her gaze despite the burning intensity in his eyes.

Her other hand slipped beneath his attire and stroked his upper body in a sooth