©Novel Buddy
Previous chapter:
Chapter 12: Lunch
Next chapter:
Chapter 14: Shopping
PREVIEW
... alive. Then she leaned in, scarred elbows slamming the table—plates rattling. "This rehab crap—real or just your twisted game for fun?" Her voice cut, low and biting, amber eyes boring into him. "No one else here. Just me, caged. What's the angle?"
Kael stretched back, arms flexing—hazel eyes steady, grin lazy but keen. "Real's what you make it," he said, voice smooth, sidestepping. "You're the VIP—first spark, early bird."
She bared her teeth, unimpressed. "Cut the shit. Is this ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE