Amaryllis Mika’s hand slides higher, his fingers grazing my stomach with rough, possessive intent. His green eyes burn into mine, filled with something dark and dangerous, the kind of malevolence that can make your skin crawl. I’m pinned to the cold wall, my heart hammering in my chest, and my breath trapped in my throat. Every inch of me screams to fight, to push him away, but it’s like my body is frozen under his weight—his presence suffocating, his touch a taunt.“You like this, don’t you?” he whispers, his voice a low, twisted purr. His lips hover close to my ear, and the heat from his breath sends an unwelcome shiver down my spine. “I can feel you trembling. Maybe you want me to touch you a little more.”I grit my teeth, my body twisting against his, but Mika’s hand tightens around my waist, forcing me to stay still. His grip is firm, possessive, like I belong to him, and the sick satisfaction in his eyes only deepens my disgust.“Stop,” I choke out, my voice trembling with ange
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