The room pulsed with the weight of everything left unsaid. Cassian's hands gripped Riven's waist as if anchoring himself to a storm he couldn't escape. Outside, the city lights flickered—silent witnesses to the tangled web they'd woven.
"Do you trust me?" Cassian's voice was rough, raw with desperation.
Riven's eyes burned into his, fierce and unyielding. "I want to. But how can I when every secret feels like a knife waiting to fall?"
Cassian captured Riven's lips again, deeper this time, a silent vow woven between every breath. His fingers roamed with possessive hunger, tracing the lines of Riven's body like a map to salvation—or destruction.
Their skin met in a blaze of heat, each touch a conversation, each gasp a confession. The world outside vanished—only the frantic rhythm of their hearts remained.
Between fevered kisses and trembling hands, Cassian pressed against Riven, whispering promises laced with desperation and need. "I'll fight for you. Even if it means burning everything to the ground."
Riven's body arched, surrendering to the fierce intimacy, the raw vulnerability that seeped beneath their defenses. "Then burn with me," he whispered back, voice thick with emotion.
The night stretched endlessly as they lost themselves—tangled in flesh and emotion, every moment a battle between desire and doubt. In the quiet aftermath, as sweat slicked skin cooled, the truth settled like ash between them: love and betrayal were now inseparable.
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