Daring Zoey

"Say that again," he whispered, his voice low and husky. His lips hovered mere inches from Valerie's, his eyes burning with an intense desire as he waited for her to repeat the words that had set his soul ablaze.

Valerie's eyes fluttered closed, basking in his warm breath on her face. Her lips parted ever so slightly as she leaned in, her voice barely above a whisper. "I love you, Greg Sinclair," she repeated, the words tumbling out like a sweet surrender.

Greg's eyes flashed, his lips claimed hers again in a kiss that was both tender and fierce, a declaration of his own love and devotion.

Meanwhile, in a modern villa on the other side of the city, Harry stepped out of his car and into the dimly lit garage. As he strolled towards his villa's entrance, a slow, satisfied smile spread across his face as Valerie's face popped up in his mind.