Mikhail's fury with Honor was palpable. It came off him in waves that rolled over Honor with unmistakable heat. His ice blue eyes were snapping and his mouth was scowling. Honor felt a frisson of fear race down her spine and her body tightened in response.
He gripped her arm and dragged her to the bed. He ripped her undergarments off, tearing the silk and leaving welts across her legs. She gasped and whimpered in pain. The sound seemed to bring Mikhail back to himself and his hand fell away from her. He stood to run a hand through his black hair. He turned his head from what he'd done and then forced himself to look back again.
"You can't marry him."
His voice was cold and matter of fact. Honor was flabbergasted. "Are you mad? Whatever was between us is over. It was over the moment yo
