hers left a trail of fire. "This is illegal," she said, her voice shaking sli

h sound that held no humor, only

caging her in. His body was a wall of heat in front of her, the scent of cedar and clean cotton overwhelming her senses

insisted, her back pressed har

ly, his gaze dropping to

be enjoying her fear, savoring it. He reached up again, this time to gently brush a stray strand of hair

d, his voice a low rumble. "They're your b

was incredible. He anticipated her move, shifted his body slightly, and his hand darted out, blocking her knee strike in a cruel and efficient manner, a sharp pain radiating up her leg. Before she could recover, his other hand was alre

icate skin over her racing pulse. He seemed to be measuring h

he tried to dig her heels in, to resist, but he was simply too strong. He guided her to the chair to

r right beside her, so close that their knees were almost touching. T

ine inside the color of dark blood. He p

. "I don't drink

tly clinking it against hers. "But we're not strangers. Not anymore." He took a

rom me?" she demand

id, leaning back in his chai

blow. She stared at him, convinced he was insan

air and took a thick 牛皮纸 folder from a thin leather bri

," he co

he reached for the fold

ird, a detailed transcript of her university records. Then came her financial statements, her credit report, her phone

't the work of a private investigator. Thi

d gasps. She shot to her feet, leaning over the table.

ss the table and grabbed her wrist again, his grip like iron. With a single, sharp t

playful amusement was gone, replaced by an intensity t

ce a deadly soft whisper. "What matters is

her ears. A silent alarm screamed in her mind, and