Brielle
My throat constricted as he walked into the house, leaving me shocked as I turned to look at him.
“What are you doing here, Zadyre?”
He took his eyes off the decor and turned to me.
“That’s not the question, Brielle.” He walked towards me, backing me against the door.
“The question is, where are you going dressed like this?” He whispered, his body an inch against mine as he looked down on me despite the inches on my heels.
“My friend is taking me to the club.” I choked out as his hand pushed against the door and his gaze fell to my lips.
“The club? Well that’s cancelled because I don’t think I want other men to see you like this.” His finger touched my chin as he looked into my eyes. “I should be the only one who sees you this way, Brielle.”
I swallowed harshly as his light
