Sky's P.O.V.

The day after the party, college is off, so I go to meet Zoe at her apartment and bring her to my penthouse. I want to do something special for her. I can't even express in words how happy I am to have Zoe in my life again, with everything between us even better than before. I'm so excited to finally make her mine today.

I take her directly to my art room, a place filled with paintings of Zoe that I made when I was controlling my desire, especially when she was pushing me away.

As we step inside, Zoe gasps in amazement. Her eyes widen as she takes in the dozens of paintings lining the walls, each one capturing her in different moments and moods.

As she admires the paintings, I gaze at her with eyes full of intense desire. She looks so hot in those blue rugged shorts and a white shirt tied up over a tank top. Now, every time I look at her, I wonder why I never noticed before how irresistible and beautiful she is. I can't take my eyes off her.

"Sky, this is... incredible," she breathes out, stepping closer to one of the paintings. "You're so talented. You've captured every detail of me. I look even more beautiful in these paintings." She lets out a soft chuckle.

I watch her with a smile. "You know, since I developed feelings for you, you've been in my mind all the time, and I couldn't paint anything except you."

She turns to me, her eyes shining with admiration. "I'm so lucky to have a multi-talented man like you in my life." She pouts playfully and adds, "And how unfortunate you are to have me, who has only one talent: getting into trouble."

I frown and close the distance between us, pinning her gently against the wall by grabbing her arms. "Don't say that, Trouble. You have no idea how lucky I feel to have you in my life. You're the sunshine of my life."

She looks up at me, a smile gracing her lips. "Sky..."

I lean in and capture her lips in a soft, lingering kiss, pouring all my emotions into it. "You're everything I've ever wanted, Zoe. And today, I'm going to show you just how much you mean to me."

She wraps her arms around my neck, pulling me closer. "Then show me, Sky. Make me yours."

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Zoe's P.O.V.

As Sky devours my lips, his hands move skillfully, undoing the knot of my shirt, taking it off, and squeezing my tits over my tank top. The sensation pulls a moan from deep within me, and I melt into him, feeling as if I'm floating. Every touch from him sends me into a world of pure ecstasy.

Suddenly, he pulls away, leaving me breathless.

He walks toward the table and leans against it, his eyes smouldering with desire. "Strip," he orders, his voice low and husky.

The way he stands there, with a few buttons of his shirt undone and his bare chest exposed, makes my heart race even faster. And the way he commands me—I don't know why, but it takes my desire to another level. Everything about Sky turns me on now.

Feeling completely at ease with him, I pull off my tank top and let it drop to the floor. His gaze on me is intense, sending a twitch of excitement between my thighs. I open the button of my denim shorts and slide them down slowly, my heart thumping with anticipation.

As I pull down my underwear, Sky rushes toward me with a curious look in his eyes as he notices a tattoo on my waistline. "What's that? A tattoo. You never told me about this," he says, surprise lacing his tone.

Smiling, I reply, "Because... see it yourself. You'll get to know why I never told you about it."

He kneels to examine the small tattoo. "Lucky you," he reads aloud, a grin spreading across his face.

I got this tattoo because it was meant for the person who would have the only right to see me exposed like this. I always wondered who it would be, and now, knowing it's Sky, fills me with happiness.

A smile of satisfaction spreads across his face. "Indeed, I'm lucky." He whispers as he traces the tattoo with his fingers, sending chills down my spine.

The warmth of his touch ignites every nerve in my body.

As he leans in and presses a gentle kiss to the tattoo, I literally shiver and close my eyes, losing myself in the touch of his lips.

"It's perfect," he murmurs against my skin, his voice full of admiration. "And it makes your body even more beautiful."

The way he looks at me, the way he touches me—it's as if he's worshipping every part of me, and it makes me feel cherished and desired in a way I've never experienced before.

I smile down at him, stroking his hair. "I got this tattoo for someone special, someone who would truly see me, inside and out," I confess in a soft tone, feeling happy from deep within. "And I'm so glad it's you, Sky."

His eyes meet mine, a smile spreading across his face. He presses another kiss to the tattoo, causing a shiver to rush down my spine again.

"I'm honoured to be that person, Trouble. This tattoo means a lot to me," he whispers, constantly stroking the tattoo, his eyes fixed on me.

My brows narrow in confusion as Sky's expression changes abruptly. His eyes darken as he stands up.

I wonder what happened to him all of a sudden?

"Who made this tattoo?" he asks in a possessive tone, clutching my waist.

Oh! So he's getting jealous of the person who inked my body, not knowing that it was a woman. Why would I let any man touch me or see me exposed?

However, it'll be fun to tease him.

"He was a hot tattoo artist," I respond, trying not to smile.

His grip tightens, his nails digging into my skin, and a chill runs down my spine as I see the darkness in his eyes, which I've never seen before.

Shit! Shit! I should have thought twice before teasing him. I already know how possessive he is about me. Zoe, you've awakened the beast—now bear the consequences.

"I'm kidding, Sky. The tattoo artist was a female. How could you even think that I would let a male artist touch me?" I try to calm him down.

He lets out a sigh of relief, but his eyes are still intense.

I know I'm in deep trouble now. I shouldn't have teased him.