I held my breath and pushed myself against the wall.
Dragomar was staring at me with those infinite eyes, smiling with a cruelty that burned through me. I knew he was punishing me.
He wanted me to know he owned me.
Feeling pleasure from another man had crossed a line.
He lifted his arm, letting the droplets from the shower fall onto his palm.
I gasped and covered my mouth, terrified.
“My Kira…” he moaned my name so sensually my face heated instantly. “When will it be my turn to taste you like that boy did? I don’t plan on letting you play with him much longer.”
Another gasp escaped me. Dragomar stepped fully into the shower—still dressed—water spilling down his clothes, his hair clinging to his face. Droplets danced across his lips, and my soul shook with emotions I couldn’t even se
