C68 Chapter 68
Melia’s pov
Bastian’s eyes darkened, his brow arching at my response.
“No?”
A faint smirk tugged at his lips, but there was a flicker of vulnerability beneath it. He didn’t move, his body coiled and waiting, as if trying to decipher if I was serious.
I let the silence linger, relishing the small hint of nervousness in his expression. I traced a line along his collar
