LORETTA

“Shit” Elion’s reaction was instant.

Immediately, the light beamed in on us, and he pulled me tighter against his chest, one large hand flying up to shield my face from the light, pressing it into the crook of his neck.

He pressed me against the wall too, his broad body completely shielding mine as he yanked the hem of my soaked dress down over my thighs.

My heart hammered without restraint, my adrenaline was high, Elion's breath was hot and uneven against my ear. I tried to pull back but he held me firmer, protecting me.

“Stay still,” he whispered, voice low and rough. “Don’t make a sound.”

I...