lon

But the anger I expected never came. Instead, his jaw clenched, and a storm of unrecognizable emoti

rm. He guided me away from the desk, leading me to the expansive black leather sofa in the center

n front of me, his massive fram

ded, his voice a low, rumbling baritone t

mask, but under the intense scrutiny of his gaze, my defenses shattered. T

aotic, broken mess. I wasn't just speaking; I was purging the poison from my system. I told him about the suffocating stench of their lust, the smirk on La

hands curl into tight fists resting on his thighs, his knuckles turning white. A strange, heavy t

alcohol fueled a reckless, bitter fire inside me. I glared at him, proje

us mockery. "Did you betray your mate, too? After all, what else do

. I saw the sharp line of his jaw snap tight. His gray eyes darkened to the color of a vi

's Command to silence me. Instead, he took a

opping to a gravelly, haunted whisper. "Krysta

reath catching

a man like him. He described the agonizing, soul-shredding pain of severing a sacred bond. He looked away for a fraction of a second, the sh

a victim of the exact same treachery. In that moment, the towering wall between boss and secr

st shred of my sanity. I didn't want to think about Dan anymore. I needed to feel something else-something po

bling fingers grabbed the knot of his immaculate silk tie. With a sudde

gid. His lips were scor

earing his mouth away just a fractio

er, more reckless kiss, my hands sliding up to grip the lap

the very walls of the office. His hesitation vanished, devoured by a dark, overwhelming possessiveness. His large hands flew up, one tangling fierce