Chapter 891
The weather in March was unpredictable—warm during the day but still bitterly cold at night. As the temperature plunged after sundown, the chill in the air felt like a stubborn remnant of winter.
The icy night wind swirled around them. Nadine shivered, pinned against the rough trunk of a towering oak tree. Brad loomed over her, his obsidian eyes dark and fathomless.
The intensity in his gaze sent a shiver racing down her spine. It was a look she'd never seen before. His anger was so palpable that she thought he might skin her alive.
His hand pressed firmly against her collarbone, pinning her to the tree with an almost ruthless force. His eyes were frozen over. He was like a wild beast in a fit of rage, its bloodthirsty mouth wide open, ready to tear her apart and devour her whole.
The bark bit into her back through her thin sweater, its rough edges scraping her skin. The pain wasn't sharp, but it was impossible to ignore.
Nadine tried to push him off, squirming and struggling t

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