Violet's heart was racing wildly, each thud echoing in her ears as she knelt between Cain's legs. Her breaths came unevenly, and though she tried to steady them, it was impossible. From the corner of her lowered gaze, she could see him undoing the buttons of his shirt, the crisp fabric parting to reveal the sharp lines of his chest.
Her nerves tightened further when she felt his fingers slide to the back of her neck, the warmth of his touch sending an involuntary shiver down her spine. His hands tangled in her hair, gentle yet possessive, as he undid the hook of his pants with an ease that made her feel all the more vulnerable.
The air between them thickened, and Violet's breathing hitched. A high-pitched ringing filled her ears as she raised her gaze, her lips parting to speak. But the words caught in her throat when she met his eyes. Cain's expression was a mix of arrogance and amusement, a smirk playing at his lips as his hands moved with purpose, unzipping his pants.
