After over three years of marriage, that scent was both familiar and terrifyingly alien.
Her mind was instantly flooded with a chaotic swirl of memories.
Visions of the agonizing past bleeding into the present.
She knew exactly why he was suddenly losing his mind like this.
He was a normal man with needs.
Yet he had shown her an unparalleled level of restraint and respect for years.
In reality, she was the one being incredibly unfair, entirely failing her duties as a wife.
With that crushing guilt weighing on her, she mentally surrendered.
She felt the sudden rush of cool air as he swiftly pushed her dress aside.
Her body went utterly rigid, goosebumps erupting across her flesh.
The panic was so absolute she forgot how to fight back.
It was a deeply ingrained, subconscious terror.
Horrific flashes played behind her tightly shut eyes.
The brutal memories of Sebastian forcing himself on her.
The suffocating despair of being locked in that bedroom.
The agonizing pain of nearly losing her baby in a pool of blood.
What should have been intimacy had mutated into her most lethal trauma.
The weight of those memories crushed her chest, driving her to the absolute edge of a breakdown.
Her stiffness only intensified, turning her body to stone.
Julian felt her rigid panic, but his own desperate need urged him forward.
His searing kisses blazed a trail down her exposed skin.
"Lena, please... give yourself to me," he begged, his voice hoarse and fraught with desperate hunger.
Even through her paralyzing terror...
She could feel the volatile, devastating desire exploding out of him.
She physically couldn't form the words to reject him.
But the suffocating panic clawing at her throat was unbearable.
Her luminous skin broke out in a frantic, feverish flush.
Shudders wracked her entire frame.
Her heart hammered erratically, her breaths coming in terrifying, shallow gasps.
She was completely trapped in her own mind.
She couldn't push him away, but she couldn't accept him either.
In the end, she was the one suffocating in a cage of her own making.
Every brush of his hands pushed her further past her absolute limit.

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