Chapter 8 - BLURRED BOUNDARIES
With Finn exiled, the pretense of the arrangement vanished. That night, the guest room door remained closed. I walked into Ronan's bedroom, shedding the silk robe he had bought me. He was standing by the bed, his dark eyes darkening further as he took me in. "Lara," he groaned, "if you walk any closer, there is no going back. I will never let you leave." I didn't hesitate. I closed the distance, pressing my lips to his chest. The passion that followed was a violent, beautiful storm. He worshipped every inch of me, erasing any trace of the girl who had been broken on a marble floor, replacing her with a woman who held a king's heart.
