Annika's POV
His hand clamped firmly on my wrist as heat rushed down my stomach. I hadn't expected him to flip like that.
Heat flushed through my entire body like wildfire spreading under my skin. Vaughn was so close that he overwhelmed every single one of my senses. His expensive dark cologne carrying those woody notes mixed with a sharp hint of spice, wrapped around me like an intoxicating smell.
. It invaded my lungs with every breath and made my head spin. I struggled beneath him, twisting my wrists desperately, but his grip remained firm and unyielding, pinning them above my head with effortless strength. My legs kicked wildly and it felt like a f*****g joke. His other hand stayed on my chin, holding my face in place so I could not escape those intense jade eyes. Panic and someth
