“So ask me.”
Tae Gowon whispered in a low, husky voice.
“Ask me for help.”
“…”
“Tell me you want to live.”
Perhaps as fate. Perhaps as ill-fated entanglement. A dangerous man, offering to save her. His dark eyes, burning with possessiveness, were fixed solely on her.
“In return, you need only promise me one thing, Miss Sian. That…