Miranda's POV;
"You're so jealous, it's all over your face. Cute."
He dragged me out of the prying eyes to a private room. He slammed the door shut and pinned me against it. He held me by my shoulders, his grip tense with untapped power. I had a murky thought that he could dislocate my shoulder if I wanted to.
"Behave yourself, officer." He hissed, his eyes blazing with anger. "Provoking me is not a wise decision."
I flashed him a smirk.
Oh I see. He's ruffled alright. And he was jealous back then. For whatever reason, I don't know. And I frankly don't care
But this...I can use this to my advantage.
I raised my hand and ran my fingertip across the expanse of his arm. I blinked up at him, batting my lashes seductively. Nothing shifted in his gaze, or maybe he was just good at hidi
