Prince Angelus's heart pounded at the words. It was a vow, unspoken yet powerful, a love that defied the laws of Sevigoria itself.
Outside, the world remained unchanged. But here, in their secret frozen paradise, love reigned; silent, forbidden, yet eternal.
Cassiel barely had time to react before Angelus pushed him back onto the frozen bed of roses.
The cold of the ice beneath him contrasted sharply with the heat burning between them, sending shivers through his body. But it was not the frost that stole his breath, it was Angelus.
The prince hovered above him, his hair tousled, his dark eyes ablaze with hunger unlike anything Cassiel had ever seen.
His fingers pressed firmly into Cassiel's wrists, pinning him down, his breath ragged as he took in the sight of the snow prince beneath him; flushed, wide-eyed, and utterly his.
Cassiel smirked, though his breath came just as unsteady. "You've never been this bold before."
