Bab 32: Damien Valento

Evelyn tried to get up, but Zevian's hand slipped beneath her loose top, gripping her waist tightly and causing her breath to hitch. A storm of feelings surged within her—excitement, anxiety, and desire—all mingling together in a chaotic dance. As Zevian moved closer, just to tease her, she instinctively shut her eyes tight, bracing herself for what seemed inevitable. It wasn't like she didn't want to kiss him; in fact, she craved it.

Zevian smiled at her reaction, his eyes locked on her sweet, full lips. His heart pounded harder, screaming for the chance to kiss her now that she was completely sober and clearly eager. Every fiber of his being was electrified with desire, the need to taste her lips overwhelming. Taking a deep breath, he closed the gap between their faces, their lips tantalizingly close.

But before he could capture her lips in a sweet kiss, a sudden shriek startled both of them. "Boss!"