“IF YOU ever apologize on someone’s behalf again, I will make sure that the next time you do it, I won’t even be gentle. Do you understand me, Marigold?”
Rhys held my hair at the back of my head, fisting two times in his fist while he gazed into me with so much passion and desire. He was the epitome of lust in itself. I nodded, which made his eyes flash with so much satisfaction and understanding. He licked his bottom lip, releasing a long sigh as he let go of my hair, smoothing it back in place.
“Get up,” he ordered again. I got up on my shaky knees. It felt numb for having to be on my knees for a long time, but I held on as I stood in front of him. Rhys was so big and massive that even when I was the one standing up and he was sitting down in front of me, he still towered over me. His
