Villain Ch 1805. One Last Chance
She didn't say it out loud. But her eyes must have.
Because Allen stepped forward—slow, sure, like a man who already knew the answer but still wanted to hear it again.
Azura swallowed, mouth dry. Her fingers clutched the edge of the couch cushion like it could anchor her. Her pulse was a drumroll in her throat.
She found her voice, barely. "I told you my answer, didn't I?"
Allen nodded once. Steady. Calm.
"Yes," he murmured. "You did."
He paused, then added, voice dropping lower, velvet-wrapped steel, "I just wanted to give you one last chance to change your mind…"
She opened her mouth—but nothing came out.
Because he took another step.
His gaze didn't waver, didn't flick away, didn't soften. It locked onto hers and held. She could feel the weight of it—like being pinned without chains, like heat on skin that hadn't been touched yet.
His tone darkened with quiet intention. "Since I don't want… you to regret it."
Another step.
Closer.
