The Fireman’s Forbidden Kiss: Chapter 1

The Smoke in His Eyes

The world burned around her. Walls cracked, smoke curled, and flames danced with the cruel grace of a predator. Clara Langley’s lungs screamed, her fingers bloodied as she pushed against the locked window frame. She coughed once—twice—and darkness began to bloom at the corners of her vision.

Then came the crash.

Shattered glass. A roaring wind. A figure in black cutting through the smoke.

“Got you,” a voice said. Firm, low, calm.

He pulled her into his arms as if she weighed nothing. There was heat—of course there was—but not just from the fire. It came from him too. The power in his shoulders, the steadiness in his grip, the way his breath hitched as her arms looped instinctively around his neck.

They fell through the smoke and into cold, clean night air.

She blinked up at him, lungs still spasming. His helmet came off. Dark hair, strong jaw, eyes like thunderclouds. Familiar.

“Mr. Grayson?” she whispered. “You’re—”

“Yes,” he interrupted, too quickly. “It’s me.”

Her father’s best friend. Twenty years older. Off-limits. Unreachable. Except now, here.

And staring at her like he’d just realized she wasn’t a child anymore.

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