I sat on the edge of Alpha Evon's bed, my pulse quickening as I watched him. He took off his watch with deliberate precision, placing it on the table with a soft clink. My eyes followed his every movement, captivated by the way some buttons on his black shirt were left undone, revealing just enough of his chest to make my breath hitch.
He was infuriatingly handsome, the kind of good looks that made my stomach flip and my heart race. The sharp angles of his jaw, the way his dark hair fell just right, and those piercing eyes that seemed to see right through me—everything about him was overwhelming.
He said I was going to be punished, and I should have been scared. But I wasn’t. Instead, I felt a thrill of anticipation. I was ready—ready to face whatever he had planned for me. Right now, al
