Starglow Basin corazon

saya’s breath caught as his touch lingered against her cheek, the cold graze of his nose sending a shiver through her. this was what she wanted, wasn’t it? to be seen, desired, possessed. the belligerent patrón, the man who could strip her of her defenses and still leave her wanting. she drew in a deep breath, steadying the tremble that threatened to escape her chest.

his words lingered in the air, heavy and deliberate. i would have you with me, saya. the promise, the declaration—it should have satisfied her, yet it brought with it a question she dared not voice. for how long?

you say it as if you plan to leave, with me. not us? what was soto's thoughts— if he had any. she doubted it. he was bloodthirsty on his own plan, and she was a mere pawn. useful for his taste, worthless for his eyes.