Priya shot him a sidelong glance, incredulous, as he suggested she could leave.

With his chin still resting on her shoulder and his breath sending shivers down her spine.

Priyank uttered his demand, seemingly unconcerned. "I'm willing to let you go, Angel, but only if you're on your knees, lips in the right place, sucking me, giving me what I want. Maybe then I won't change my mind."

His gaze pierced her, as if he could devour her whole, and she knew he could do it without hesitation.

He was confident in his abilities, determined to indulge in the pleasure he desired.

If Priya still harboured this desire to leave...