CHAPTER 12
LENA POV
The alarms sounded like screams, my heart slammed hard against my ribs while red emergency lights flooded the room again. For one disoriented second, Salvatore still stood close enough for me to feel his warmth against my skin.
Too close. His hand was still wrapped around mine.
And somehow that terrified me more than the gunshot downstairs.
The softness from moments ago vanished instantly from his face. Coldness replaced it so fast it felt unreal. Like I imagined the c***k in his control. Like I imagined the way his breathing changed when I touched his scar.
He released my hand slowly before turning toward the room door.
"Stay here."
The command snapped through the room sharply. I stared at him in disbelief.
"Absolutely not."
His jaw tightened immediately. "Le
