Viya's POV
Caesar raised an eyebrow at my bluntness, clearly caught off guard. His grey-blue eyes darkened with desire as he moved closer, the mattress dipping under his weight. The air between us crackled with tension.
"What do you think?" he murmured, his voice dropping to that deep, husky tone that made my skin prickle with anticipation.
He reached out, his large hand cupping my cheek with surprising gentleness.
"I think," I whispered, my voice surprisingly steady despite my racing heart, "that we've been dancing around this for too long."
A ghost of a smile played at his lips before he closed the distance between us. His kiss was nothing like the earlier ones—this was hungry, demanding, a claim rather than a request.
I melted against him, my body responding to his t
