The world blurred.
One moment, Ezel was about to send The Peak to his death with one bone-shattering punch.
The next, absolute darkness swallowed her whole.
Not even her honed reflexes—fast enough to snatch a bullet out of midair—could react in time.
It was the fastest blink.
And then—light.
A dark alley. Cold brick against her back.
Both her hands pinned to the wall, strong fingers wrapped around her wrists.
And in front of her… him. Scott.
Ezel's lips curled into a slow, seductive smile.
"Mhmm~ ❤️ Finally… a man with some fight in him."
There was a lot of temptation and amusement in the way she spoke and licked her lips—it was like a predator who had finally caught something worth hunting.
She shifted slightly, arching her back just enough for her chest to press against his rock-hard frame. She could feel his heat, the strength in his body as he held her down.
『How delicious…』
It already made her feel some moist and heat — in the sweet spot between her legs.
