The door closed behind her.
Softly.Quietly.
But in the ears of the Raikage...That sound was louder than any thunder.
This was no longer diplomacy.This was no longer politics.
This...Was dangerous.
Hinata stood there, her delicate fingers playing nervously with the hem of her sleeve — a habit from her younger days.
But her eyes — those shy lavender eyes — lifted to meet his.
No fear.No hesitation.
Only need.
"Tell me, Lady Hyuga..."His voice was deep, smooth like dark liquor."Why did you come here tonight... alone?"
Her lips parted slightly — unsure of the answer herself.
"I... I don't know anymore...""Maybe I was tired...""Tired of being someone I'm expected to be..."
He approached her slowly.
Step by step.
His tall, powerful figure overshadowing her smaller frame.
She should've stepped back.She should've run.
But she didn't.
Not when his large, rough hand reached out...And cupped her cheek.
Warm.Firm.Real.
The first real touch she had felt in a long time.
"This is dangerous..."She whispered.
"Everything about me is dangerous."He smirked.
But his thumb traced the soft skin of her lips...And the way her breath caught in her throat betrayed everything she said.
Silence.
Thick with tension.
Until his forehead pressed against hers.
"Tell me to stop."His voice was almost pleading.
But she didn't.
Her body leaned into him...Her hands gripped the front of his vest...And for the first time in years — she wanted danger.
She wanted him.
Their lips met.
Not gentle.
Not soft.
But raw.Hungry.Forbidden.
His arms wrapped around her slender waist — lifting her effortlessly — pressing her against the cold wall.
Her small gasp was lost in the deep kiss — as his hands explored her back, her curves — places only her husband should know.
But tonight...They didn't care.
Tonight was not for morals.Tonight was not for loyalty.
Tonight was for hunger.Loneliness.And sins they would never be able to wash away.
To Be Continued...