~Valerie~
"You don't know s**t," he says, his amber eyes pinning me to the floor. "You think you’re ready for this? You think you want me? You’re begging for something you can’t handle. I don't f**k, Valerie. I don't do dinner and I don't do soft. I break things. I ruin them. I take every single thing a woman has until there’s nothing left but a screaming mess. You aren't ready to be destroyed."
"What do you mean I'm not ready?" I yell. The frustration bubbles over, hot and rough. "I want you! I’ve wanted you since the first second I saw you. You’re being a coward, Evander. You’re sitting there talking bullshit about me not being able to handle you just so you don't have to admit you want me back. How would you know what I can handle when you haven't even tried?"
Evander snaps. He stand
