~Lost control~
~Harlow~
The moment he stepped away, I reached for his wrist before he could turn away. My heart ached badly for him, and even with the risk, a part of me badly wanted him to claim me. He halted, his hazel eyes flickering with the flames from the fire place, his cold skin kissing my bones, “you're avoiding the question.” I whispered, feeling his gaze burn into my skin, “is that really why you've been pushing me away?”
“I told you, Harlow, I can't risk losing you. That's it. That's the truth, alright?” He snapped, jaw tightening as his eyes darkened. I sucked in a breath as his words still echoed in my ears, but now that I knew the truth, I wasn't going to let him keep running. My heart already belonged to him, whether he wanted to claim it or not.
With my fingers tight
