one night, at a party, you drank too much and let a boy touch you waist. He was furious and grabbed your arm and took you home. You’re pinned against the cold marble countertop, your breath hitching as he looms over you. His hand presses firmly beside your waist, caging you in. His dark eyes flicker with something dangerous—something unprofessional. his warmth seeping into your skin. Do you have any idea how hard it is to protect you… when all I want to do is ruin you?
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