Chapter Forty-Eight

Aria Hunter discarded his shirt revealing his muscular figure— His rock hard chest, perfectly sculpted abs and biceps, the protruding veins that started from the end of his neck and traveled upwards drawing all my attention towards them; The thing I had not noticed till now, the sweat that layered on his glistening skin. His bewitching eyes dangerously stared at me leaving me stuck in one spot. Even my thoughts were now put inside invisible barricades right now. He was ethereal. The most attractive man I had ever been able to put my eyes on. The tinge bit of pain that stirred awake at the realization that I was not the only woman who have had the privilege to witness him in this way did not last long because once he pulled me to sit on my knees and pressed dipped his head pressing his lips on mine, I received a promise a silence. None was ever going to have him the way I have. He was mine; Made for me. I reached to the belt of his pants with my shaky hands and unbuckled it whilst he ra