The Alpha's jaw tightened at Ryley's challenge, his resolve unyielding.
In a swift and calculated move, he fulfilled his earlier threat, securing the blond to the bed and obscuring his vision with a blindfold.
Ryley's heart raced as fear surged through him, each beat echoing in his pounding chest.
In the grip of anxiety, the blond braced himself for the rough treatment that seemed inevitable, the air thick with tension and the unknown.
Caught in the whirlwind of fear and guilt, a twisted idea sneaked into Ryley's mind.
Maybe enduring the Alpha's harshness could somehow act as a way out, a twisted method to convince himself that he felt no pleasure in this forbidden affair.
He clung to the fear, seeing it as a possible distraction, a way to block out the moral weight of being involved with a married man.