C60 Tie Me

Raven’s gaze lingered on the rope in Damien’s hand, her breath quickening not from fear, but anticipation. His question hung in the air between them, thick with unspoken promises.

“You really want to tie me up?” she asked softly, her voice low, tinged with curiosity and something more.

Damien nodded slowly, stepping closer, his eyes locked on hers. “Only if you trust me.”

She held his gaze