Seconds after I’ve made my move, I realize how stupid a decision it was.
Leo is so fast, no more than a blur. He pivots to the side and grabs me around the waist. Then he throws me over his shoulder and dumps me on top of the duvet like a sack of potatoes.
He’s on me before I can even start to process what happened. His bodyweight holds me captive, helpless. All I can see are his hazel eyes. And unlike the night at the restaurant, there’s no warmth in them now. Not a single trace of heat or humanity.
He was right: I’ll need to learn to lie better.
Because right now, I’m terrified.
Casey might have been scary, but this man? This man is flat-out dangerous. Lethal. And for some reason, he’s decided that I’m important.
“I gave you plenty of warnings,” he growls. “Too many, in fact.”
His
