Selene's POV
The phone vibrated furiously in my hand, Adrian’s name flashing again and again like a warning sign.
But before I could hit “accept,” a strong hand closed over my wrist.
I gasped as Dominic snatched the phone from me with a fluid, almost predatory movement.
“Hey!” I cried, reaching out instinctively.
“Give it back—”
He didn’t even flinch.
Instead, he tossed the phone onto the far end of the conference table like it was nothing more than a piece of trash.
And before I could react, his hands gripped my waist and spun me around then pinned me flat against the polished surface of the table.
“Dominic—” I started, furious, breathless—
But my words died against his mouth.
He kissed me very hard. Rough.
Like a man starved for something he had no business wanting.
His mout
