ella

ttempt, Gina practically vibrated with nervou

h at the wall, Grayson didn't stay angry. Leo said he actually smiled. He asked Leo, '

rothal. Instead, my sudden display of lethal intent had somehow bypassed his arroga

ing than Clara now," Gina added

rmured, though unease prickled my skin. "I'll u

g range weighed heavily on my bones. Gina and I were walking down the dim, Persian-ca

uietly. "If Grayson is looking for my atten

orridor instantl

ached itself from the

Damon didn't even look at her. His storm-blue eyes were locked onto me, radiati

Damon said, his voice a lethal, velvet ras

he library," I stammered, heat rushing to my cheeks as I realized I had co

ing the absolute, crushing weight of a Do

ng me trembling in his wake. I thought he was furious about my broken promis

bathed in the dying, golden light of the setting sun. The scent of age

amed from the push-ups in the mud, and the quiet isolation of the penthouse finally broke

ss pulled

Cuban cigars pulled me back to the surface. The air was

amon was sitting in the leather chair beside me. He was perfectly still, his broad shoulders relax

-it all blurred seamlessly into the dream I'd had nights ago. The dream where

and entirely defenseless against the phantom memory

p it

the quiet room, fr

es vanished, instantly replaced by a Siberian winter. The air

muscle feathered in his cheek. The sheer viol

*?" (little one) he asked, his vo