Ariana had her lips between her teeth as she stared at the devil of a man naked in front of her. Everyone in the city feared this man. Yet she had called him out in the middle of a crowd and he didn't say a word. He had warned her, but she didn't listen. Now she was repeating the same thing all over again.
"Last time, you were drunk out of your mind. I hope you can take it now," Calhoun whispered as he came hovering above her.
"I wasn't that drunk..." She retorted and Calhoun smirked.
He was tricking her. She thought he wanted a nightstand. But he wanted everything. He wanted her for himself. What he felt for her wasn't just about the passion, he fell in love with the fiery young woman the first time he set his eyes on her. He knew he would end yo marrying her no matter the odds.
"Thin
