~Valerie~
"Ronan, I,"
"Don't lie to me!" he roars, his hands slamming into the wall on either side of my head, the sound echoing like a gunshot in the narrow hall. "I can smell him on you. I can smell how wet you are for him. Did he touch you? Did Evander put his f*****g hands on you?"
I can't breathe. I’m trapped between the bricks and the President, my body shaking with a mix of terror and a sick, twisted thrill. The way he’s looking at me, it’s not the look of a guardian. It’s the look of a beast whose territory has been trespassed.
"You sent me away," I whisper, my voice trembling. "You called me a child. You told me you didn't want me."
"That doesn't mean you go to him!" he snaps, his face inches from mine. I can feel the heat of his breath, smell the sharp winter-scent of his an
