10:00 PM.
Wearing her pajamas, Riley leaned against her headboard, reading the instructions on the ointment. For external use only. Do not insert internally...
As she read, her mind began to wander.
Unbidden, flashes of their intense entanglement from the previous night consumed her thoughts.
His broad shoulders, narrow waist, and the sharp lines of his torso. The chiseled muscles gleaming with a fine sheen of sweat. The sheer, terrifying power in the rigid flex of his back with every movement.
Sebastian had entirely shed his usual cool restraint. He was feral, dominating, radiating a suffocating wave of pure possessiveness—a stark, devastating contrast to the impeccably composed man he presented to the world.
His low, seductive voice demanding she call his name still seemed to echo in her ears.
Suddenly, her phone rang, yanking her from the heated memories. Seeing Sebastian's name on the screen, her cheeks flared crimson as the vivid images lingered.
She took a deep breath to steady her erratic pulse before answering. "Hello?"
"Open the door."
Riley's heart leapt at his curt command. "You're outside my apartment?"
"Yes."
"Aren't you worried Victoria's people are watching?"
"Are you planning to leave me standing in the hallway all night?" His deep voice carried a faint trace of amusement.
"I'm coming." She hung up, tossed her phone aside, and slid out of bed.
Mrs. Gable and Alora were already asleep, and the living room lights were off. Not wanting to wake them, Riley navigated through the dark, guided only by the ambient glow spilling from her bedroom. She pulled the front door open, and sure enough, Sebastian stood in the shadows.
The hallway sensor lights were off. Shrouded in the dimness, his dark overcoat seemed to blend seamlessly into the night.
Riley quickly scanned the hallway, then grabbed his arm, yanking him inside. "Why are you here so late?" she whispered.
Watching her act like a frantic burglar sneaking around in her own home, the corners of his mouth tilted upward. "I was worried. I wanted to see you."


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