Seoha's POV
I'm in danger.
The captain of the underworld that terrorizes the news and puts police officers into confusion is on top of me.
His devilishly handsome face is twisted in a snarl, a painful expression that shows that he is still hurt, he doesn't seem to care about it, but I do.
"Your wound-" I manage to gasp through the hand on my throat and he leans in, "did I ask you to speak?" he asks in a dark voice that hits places in me that only he found.
The places he created, and I moan.
The sound falls out of my mouth unintentionally, and my spent cock twitches inside my soiled briefs as my hips jerk off the bed.
I have never felt anything like this before.
Just from the sound of his command, he has my mouth hanging open.
Just from his hands around my neck, my scent is growing sweeter…even richer than when I'm in heat.
