CHAPTER 158

Leon stood before me, his shirt already discarded, revealing the chiseled muscles of his chest. His eyes, dark with desire, pinned me in place, making my heart race and my breath hitch.

“Get on your knees, Margarette,” Leon commanded, his voice a husky growl that sent shivers down my spine.

His hand gripped my hair, gently but firmly, guiding me down. I sank to my knees, my gaze locked onto his as my pulse quickened. The feeling of his strong hand in my hair, the weight of his dominance, made my core tighten with anticipation.

“You’ve made me miss every single part of you,” he murmured, his tone rough with longing. “You’re going to pay for that now, my sweetness.”

His words were like a match to dry kindling, igniting something deep within me. “Leon…” I gasped, pressing my face against his pants, feeling the heat of his arousal through the fabric. My hands moved instinctively, tracing the hardness beneath.

He paused for a moment, his eyes boring into mine with an intensity that made m