Drakon’s lips curved into a dark, satisfied smirk, his hand tightening possessively around my waist. "Then let him sweat. If he steps out of line, we won't just ruin his reputation—we'll burn everything he built to the ground. We can add him to your list of people to handle."
A quiet, delighted giggle escaped my lips, the sharp edge of my tension completely melting away into the warmth of the car. I turned slightly, resting my hand against his broad chest and feeling the steady, strong beat beneath his dress shirt.
"So... boyfriend," I teased softly, looking up at him through my lashes with a slow smirk of my own. "Is that what we're officially calling this now?"
Drakon chuckled, a low rumble vibrating straight through his chest into mine as his dark eyes locked onto my red lips. "I cal
