Chapter 198

Daimon gently laid Elyana down on the bed, his breath shaky as his hands moved to undo her blouse. But the second his fingers brushed the fabric, Elyana jolted back to her senses. Her eyes widened, and she instantly caught his hand. “Daimon, don’t… Let me go!” Her voice was sharp, trembling. She pushed him off with sudden strength, sitting upright and swinging her legs off the bed. “Damn it… How could I let myself lose control?” Elyana cursed silently, trying to calm the storm inside her. She took a deep breath, the cold air filling her lungs as she stepped away from him, the warmth of his body a stark contrast to the chill that had settled in her chest. She stood, refusing to even look at him. “Don’t mistake this for anything. It meant nothing—it was just a mistake,” she said coldly, reaching for the door. But Daimon moved before she could escape. He grabbed her arm and spun her back, forcing her onto the bed again not with cruelty, but desperation. He pinned her beneath him, his arms