HIRAM’S POV:
The moment I have her pinned against the wall, fury surges through me like a tide I cannot control. It’s not just the way she defies me, ignores me, or even laughs at my frustration—it’s the way she pulls me into this chaos and makes me crave it. Her lips part, her breath brushing my neck as I press into her.
“Everything is a game to you, Juniper. You have done nothing but test me all day.” My voice rumbles in a low growl, but it does nothing to her. It doesn’t scare her; instead, she stares at me with a smirk, which infuriates me further.
My free hand grips her hip, sliding up her bare back, where her strapless dress leaves her skin exposed. The heat of her body seeps into me, but it only feeds the fire.
When I tug at her dress, the fabric refuses to break, clinging stubb
