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