Chapter 16
Ronan didn't answer with words. Slowly, deliberately, he reached out, his warm, calloused fingers gently brushing against the edge of her collar, lightly tracing the line of her shoulder where the bandage had finally been removed.
His touch was impossibly tender, a stark contrast to the ruthless power he wielded over the underworld.
"Now," Ronan murmured, his voice dropping to a low, husky register that sent a shiver straight down her spine, "we build something that can never be broken."
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He leaned in, closing the remaining distance, his lips brushing softly against hers. The kiss was slow, deliberate, and fiercely possessive—a silent declaration that from this moment on, they stood as equals against the entire world.
When they finally pulled apart, the stars were beginning to pierce the velvet night sky above the Blackwood estate.
