ELENA
I woke up trapped.
Not like, in a cage. Or a dungeon. Or a forest.
But in a pair of ripped arms, and snuggled up against a wall that smelt like aftershave.
It was a heady sensation, this trap and this smell.
Oh, no, no. This didn’t happen again.
Fuck.
I didn’t just sleep with f*****g Atlas Grant again.
What was I even thinking? What was my problem?
True, he had a way of touching me so deliciously that made me lose my damn mind. He had a way of looking at me that made my insides turn to mush…
But it didn’t mean I had to succumb like a fool.
I’d promised myself I wouldn’t let myself sleep with Atlas Grant again, ever, no matter how tempted I got, but I’d gone and broken that promise without even so much as a fight.
The pain of regret and humiliation ripped my soul to s
