Prologue
PROLOGUE
“I am the flame, a touch of me and you shall sear. In the chill of my existence, kindle the warmth within me if you dare.”
“Long have I lingered in the chill of solitude; kindle the embers within me if you possess the warmth to do so.”
“What are you going to do?” She gulped loudly her heart pounding in her ears.
“You are not scared of me, huh?” smirked a now-angry Ryker.
Willow tried dodging him and making a run for the exit. Yet, Ryker was quicker than herself.
Catching her by the waist; he made her back collide with his front.
“Please,” gasped a surprised Willow, “At least let me wear my clothes.” She begged.
“Aw! Where’s the fun, huh?” smirked a mischievous heir.
As the inheritor of a billionaire's fortune, Ryker shouldered significant responsibilities. However, at the age of twenty-six, he had no qualms about fully embracing the nightlife. Engaging in random affairs with different girls became a regular occurrence, and parties every night of the week turned into a sacred ritual.
Then came Willow, a girl who seemed to exist in a realm beyond his reach. She was like a feline with the heart of a tigress.
Willow both tempted and tantalized Ryker, driving him to the brink of insanity. Despite his desire, he couldn't bring himself to make a move.
His intentions were clear – he wanted her without any commitments. But fate had other plans in store for them.
As they found themselves at the same university, their connection faced even greater challenges.
Will Ryker show her mercy? Or will her fire turn them to ashes?
