Chapter 118: Night Of Struggle

ZAYLEN

I pulled Liana close, our bodies pressed together as if trying to merge into one.

Our lips met in a steamy, fevered kiss that sent electric jolts through my entire being. Her mouth opened slightly, and our tongues tangled in a sensual dance and exploring.

Every kiss of mine was a promise. Every touch was a silent confession. If only Liana would let herself accept it.

My hands roamed her back, feeling the warmth of her skin through the thin fabric of her top. She responded with equal fervor, her fingers threading through my hair, pulling me even closer.

As my hand slipped under her top, trailing up her spine, she shivered but didn’t pull away. Instead, she leaned into me, her kisses growing more passionate, more desperate.

It was as if the world outside had ceased to exist. Her pain and the past faded away, leaving only this moment of pure, unrestrained desire.

I could feel her letting go and her body losing its tension slightly, allowing herself to be consumed by the heat be