Breaking His Cold Heart Chapter 09

Breaking His Cold Heart Chapter 09

My breath hitched, and I had no interest in looking at the Barrage subtitle Feed anymore.

I shoved Silas down onto the bed.

Sitting on top of him, I gripped him tightly, coaxing him with a gentle whisper:

“You’re not a tool, and you’re not anyone’s rebound.”

“I never liked Asher at all. The only one I want is-you.”

Silas bit his lip:

“But I… I’m different from others. I’m scared…”

I pressed my finger against his lips, my tail coiling around his waist.

“Shh-”

“Babe, you won’t hurt me.”

“Because I’m different from others too, and I really want to devour you.”

“We are made for each other.”

The obsidian prayer beads were snapped, scattering all over the floor.

Silas’s clear eyes shone with a light that looked like a predator’s.

He stopped resisting, letting the fire of desire swallow his reason.