Raavi looked behind her, seeing that she has nowhere to go. Caspian had locked her in the chair by his arms, and he looks like he has no plans of leaving her. With her breathing controlled, she tilted her head up so she could see him better. Unlike earlier, now his eyes had its golden hues intensifying by the second. Her skin prickled at the thought of him shifting right in front of her, but the man was holding himself in well. She could feel the heat reverberating from him, the desire passing through him and tempting her to sin.
It was a test of her resolve, for certain.
Because why would he even bring up what had happened between them in House Taaffeite if it was not?
She never thought the kiss had been a big of a deal for him. He hadn’t been vocal about it, always focusing on Flavia
