Kira walks home bare-chested. Not by accidentβby choice. No jacket. No top. Just her body, bold and unstoppable, turning the whole city into an audience too stunned to speak.
When she finally closes the door behind her, the heat doesnβt fade. In the shower, in front of the mirror, in her room with nothing left between her and the airβitβs still there. That raw, overfull tension in every flex. The thrill of Lanaβs reaction still buzzing in her chest.
Until it doesnβt.
This chapter is Kira, fully on top⦠and starting to wonder if the peak she hit is already slipping.
Power like this never comes without a cost. And for the first time, Kira can feel gravity tugging at the edges.
Chapterβs live now.
Read it while the heatβs still rising.
