Kai POV
“Look at me,” I murmured, gently cupping her face in my hands. The joy of seeing her, of holding her so close, was overwhelming. I could barely contain the surge of emotions. Her eyes, however, avoided mine, and I could sense her confusion over my sudden shift in behavior. I was acutely aware that the drug’s effects were clouding my judgment, but a deeper part of me craved this connection.
“Kai!” Her voice wavered, but her eyes spoke volumes.
When our gazes locked, I was lost in her beauty. I leaned in, closing the distance between us, and pressed my lips against hers. The act of undressing her felt like an urgent necessity. Her moan was intoxicating, and her hands roamed over me, eager to assist in removing my clothes. I chuckled, momentarily pulling back to swiftly discard my
