DEMON'S FALLACY

"She stammered, retreating anxiously, her steps fumbling until she reached the edge of the table. "Why would you want to stay away?" He gently placed his palms on either side of her, enveloping her in the warm scent of wood. Involuntarily, she drew a deep breath. "It's...my personal space," she muttered, averting her gaze to the nearby bookshelf as he leaned in closer, his presence almost overwhelming. "Mmm..." He hummed softly, sending chills down her spine as he traced the outline of her jugular with his nose. Fear tingled within her, despite the alluring scent that had once captivated her. "You belong to me now," he growled, pulling her towards him by the waist, his voice low and possessive. "L-let...let go," she tried to say, but her lips trembled as he swiftly claimed her lips in a heated吻. --- Ara Smith, the innocent daughter of a priest, carried a youthful charm in her 19-year-old countenance, though her smile had been overshadowed by her father's untimely passing. On the other hand, Gareth Blade, a 31-year-old mafia tycoon, was a living nightmare. His piercing gaze, mirroring a heart hardened by stone, commanded respect. He effortlessly claimed anything that caught his eye, yet this time, it was a person that stole his heart.