Zain POV
I drag both hands through my hair, pacing, furious and shaking and helpless all at once.
“You don’t get it,” I mutter again, softer this time, but it still cuts. “You can’t.”
I’m mid-pace, breathing hard, ready to tear the whole kitchen apart, when Liam moves, fast.
Before I can blink, he’s across the room, grabbing me by the front of my shirt and shoving me back against the wall.
The impact knocks the breath out of me, but he doesn’t give me time to recover. He presses closer, crowding me in, the heat of him burning through the space between us.
“Calm the f**k down,” Liam growls, his voice low and dangerous.
I struggle against him instinctively, body jolting like a live wire, but he just shoves harder, pinning me like he’s daring me to keep fighting.
My chest heaves, my f
