Chapter 41

Cynthia's slender frame trembled as her wide eyes locked on Zachary in front of her. Zachary kissed her. His lips were shockingly warm, his scent enveloping her senses. No matter how much she tried to convince herself it wasn't real, the sensation was too vivid to dismiss. Her mind went blank. It was completely short-circuited. Zachary didn't linger. He gave her a punishing bite before pulling back, his gaze settling on her now-flushed lips. "Call me that again, and I won't hesitate to bite harder," he warned coolly before striding out of the room without another word. Cynthia stood frozen, rooted to the spot like a statue. For five whole minutes, she didn't move. The lingering warmth of his lips and his scent clung to her, making it impossible to process what had just happened. No, wait—it wasn't a kiss. It was a bite. It was his way of punishing her. What a jerk! Zachary, now in the hallway, wasn't much calmer. Frustrated, he yanked at his tie and rubbed his temples. Damn i