AUTHOR’S POV
The heavy steel door of the Alpha quarters slammed shut, sealing the modern, sprawling room from the rest of the fortress.
Kole paced across the dark hardwood floor, his pulse hammering a violent, frantic rhythm against his temples. The lingering scent of Karina’s sudden, overwhelming heat still clung to his clothes and burned the back of his throat.
A primal, suffocating tension coiled in his gut. His massive d**k throbbed against the thick fabric of his tactical trousers, rock hard and demanding a brutal release that his rational mind struggled to control.
A blonde woman lounged across the dark silk sheets of his massive bed. She was one of his regular arrangements within the syndicate, a willing participant who understood the cold parameters of their physical transact
