His hand slides around your waist, firm and unyielding, pulling you closer than you expected. His breath brushes over your neckโwarm and close, leaving you unsettled.
His lips barely touch your skin, sending a shiver you werenโt ready for.
โStop fighting me,โ he murmurs, voice low and steady.
You stay still, caught between hesitation and something unfamiliar, heart racing as silence fills the space between you.
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