Halfway through the cocktail party, I slipped away to the restroom. I'd just finished washing my hands, and I lifted my head.
A damned, unshakable figure materialized in the mirror behind me. Damian's eyes burned crimson, wild as a rabid beast, and he pinned me with a gaze so intense it felt like it could burn through skin.
I didn't even have time to react. He lunged forward, snatched my wrist in a brutal grip, and slammed me hard against the ice-cold tile wall. The brutal impact sent a numb tingling shock screaming up my spine.
"Let go! Damian, what the hell is wrong with you!"
"Emma, you won." His hot, rough breath fanned across the side of my neck, thick with the stench of alcohol. "You went through all that trouble to fix your leg, then came back with Noah—isn't this all just to ge
