"Should I burn the world for you or burn for you?" His deep, raw voice sent shivers down my spine. "Kill for you or get killed for you? What should I do before you realize I'm irreparably chained to you?" His hazel eyes darkened, burning with lust and something more.I parted my lips, but words failed me. His gaze entrapped me, and I was yet again spellbound."I'm nothing but the bane of your existence, remember?" I whispered, recalling his words.His eyes narrowed, his lips set in a hard line. "I was wrong," he admitted, his voice low.I stepped back as he moved forward. "I should've been more clear."Suddenly, he yanked me toward him. I gasped, my heart hammering against my ribcage."To me, Sylvia," he whispered, his breath dancing across my skin, "you're both my ruin and salvation."