EIGHT

He grazed her lower lip with the pad of his thumb as the moment he touched her lips, her soft feathery touch set a spark down his cold nerves that he had never experienced before. He didn't care to intervene into the sensation as he just knew he wanted more of it.

His eyes were filled with the desire of more as he was about to lean again to quench his thirst but sound of someone's clearing throat made him cursed under his breath as he turned around to find Emir standing with a smirk on his face.

"What?" He barked as Ava on finding the chance, took few steps backward when he held her wrist. She turned around to find him looking at Emir with dangerous expressions while his hand was holding her wrist tightly.

"We've found Noah. If you are busy then I can go alone to deal with him." Emir said, as he said the last sentence staring at their intertwined hands. Ava turned beetroot as she was clueless about how she was still standing with her weak knees after his actions.

She felt her legs