Sienna looked straight at the man standing in front of her, his face full of concern. She raised an eyebrow. “Why do you even care so much about how I act, Damien? We’re not a couple, so even if I make a mess of myself, it’s none of your business.”
She spun around, ready to walk away, but before she could take a step, Damien grabbed her arm and pushed her against the wall. His face was so close to hers that she could feel his breath on her skin.
His eyes were dark with anger as he smirked. “I really thought you were smarter than this, Sienna.”
“Let go of me, Damien! You jerk!” she snapped, struggling against his grip. The last time she had been this close to a man was that night five years ago, and the memory made her stomach turn.
She turned her face away in disgust as his scent fille
